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 [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] 
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 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] 
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. 
[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. 
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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