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Big Boi

Genres: Hip-Hop

Hold Up Lyrics - Big Boi

this sounds like an elevator music 

Chris Brown 

Big Boi 

Yeah, line, and sinker 

I knew she was mine the day I seen her 

Got a big mouth bass 

On the line 

It's time for me to retrieve her 

And go git her like a wild receiver 

But we don't play no ball 

See when it comes to you babygirl, 

B.B. don't play at all 

 

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On the real we need to nip this in the bud 

'cause we kept it real with everyone 

So tell me why they hating (everybody's hating) 

It feels like they just waiting (for us to grow apart) 

Yeah 

it's just hard for me to do 

But baby if I'm your man 

I guess I gotta be your man 

These men just gotta understand 

Little girl, with curves and hips, luscious lips 

Girl I can't front now 

I'm nervous 

 

I'm like hold up 

Wait, wait a minute 

I'm genuine with it 

I ain't tryna put no pimping in it 

I'm like hold up 

Can I talk to her? 

Hold up 

Can I take her out? 

Hold up, uh 

That's why I gotta tell you 

 

Now a days is so crazy 

Out here 

You'd wanna be cutting me 

If your daughter struts with me 

Lucky me, and you'd be lucky too 

No entourage, no crew 

Just me riding with my boo 

I got her 

But don't think I'm replacing you 

 

Girl know you know what I do 

And I know you made your mind up 

It'll take days and days and decades to find another 

Dude, that's gonna walk in my shoes 

And girl keep it one with you 

As long if you do the usual 

 

Now baby please 

Hang up the phone 

'cause I'm talking to your father 

Mrs Jones, Mr Jones 

I've been talking to your daughter 

And she likes me 

She told me she likes me 

And I really like her 

She's gonna be my wife 

I say, baby, please 

Hang up the phone 

'cause I'm talking to your father 

Mrs Jones, Mr Jones 

I've been talking to your daughter 

And she likes me 

He told me she likes me 

And I really like her 

She's gonna be my wife 

 

Now is the time for me to come clean 

Now is the time for us to turn that yellow light to green light 

And proceed us together, be more better like lemon pepper on your wings 

And you'll never find another fellow that's better than your king 

Know what I mean, know what I'm saying, know what I'm talking about, girl who is playing? 

But we can't have no picket fence 'cause we got acres and acres of land 

The haters are taking it mad 

That we can handle these fakers with class 

Mannerisms on that C.O. five and a half on they ass 

Girl, bye, give it a try, give your boy a chance 

Ever since you landed in my space it seems like I'm yours again 

My top friend, drop them 

We don't need no audience 

Pop them 

Put old Google on a boss back 

 

I'm like hold up 

Wait, wait a minute 

I'm genuine with it 

I ain't tryna put no pimping in it 

I'm like hold up 

Can I talk to her? 

Hold up 

Can I take her out? 

Hold up, uh 

That's why I gotta tell you 

Baby, please 

And she likes me 

And I really like her 

Baby, please 

She's gonna be my wife 

Baby, please 

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