Hold Up (feat. Big Boi)

This sounds like an elevator music

Chris Brown, Big Boi, yeah

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 baby girl, B.B. don't play at all

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

And I'm like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimping in it

And 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

Nowadays is so crazy out here, you'd wanna cut and leave

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 I 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 gon' walk in my shoes

And girl keep it one with you as long if you do the usual

And I'm talking 'bout hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimping in it

And 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, 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 gon' be my wifey

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 gon' be my wifey

And I'm like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimping in it

And I'm like hold up, hold up, hold up

Hold up, you, that's why I gotta tell you

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

And I'm like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimping in it

And 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

And I'm like hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimping in it

And 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 gon' be my wifey, baby, please