Hold Up (feat. Big Boi)

This sounds like an elevator music

Chris Brown, Big Boi, yeah

Hook, like 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 come 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 hatin', everybody's hatin'

It feels like they just waitin' for us to grow apart

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' 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 pimpin' 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 now

Nowadays it's 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 ridin' with my boo, I got her, but don't think I'm replacin' you

Girl, I know you know what I do and I'ma 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 talkin' 'bout hold up, wait, wait a minute

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimpin' 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 now

Baby, please, hang up the phone, 'cause I'm talkin' to your father

Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, I've been talkin' 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 talkin' to your father

Mr. Jones, Mr. Jones, I've been talkin' to your daughter

And she likes me, she 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 pimpin' in it

And I'm like hold up, hold up

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

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 sayin'?

Know what I'm talkin' bout? Girl, who's playin'?

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

The haters are takin' it mad that we can handle these fakers with class

Mannerism's on that CO five and a half on they ****

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

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

My top friend, drop them, we don't need no audience

Poppin 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 pimpin' 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 now

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

I'm genuine with it, I ain't tryna put no pimpin' 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 now

Baby, please

And she like me and I really like her

Baby, please

She gon' be my wifey

Baby, please