Chris Brown ft. Big Boi - Hold Up [Lyrics] descargar videos gratis

Artist - Chris Brown, Big Boi

Song - Hold Up

Album - Exclusive

Lyrics..

[Intro:]

this sounds like an elevator music

Chris Brown

Big Boi

Yeah

[Big Boi Rap]

Hook, 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 get her like a wide receiver

But we don't play no ball

See when it comes to you babygirl,

B.B. don't play at all

[Verse 1 (Chris Brown):]

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 a man

These men just gotta understand

Little girl, with curves and hips, luscious lips

Girl I can't front now

I'm nervous

[Chorus:]

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

[Verse 2 (Chris Brown):]

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'm a major minor

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

[Chorus]

Now baby please

Hang up the phone

'cause I'm talking to your father

Mr 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 wifey

I say, baby, please

Hang up the phone

'cause I'm talking to your father

Mr 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 wifey

[Chorus]

[Big Boi Rap]

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

Popping

For approval or applause, not them

[Chorus]

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 wifey

Baby, please

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