Hold up, they don't love you like I love you...(Slow down, they don't love you like I love you)Back up, they don't love you like I love you(Step down, they don't love you like I love you)Can't you see there's no other man above you?What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves youHold up, they don't love you like I love youOh now they don't love you like I love you
Something don't feel rightCause it ain't rightEspecially comin' up after midnightI smell your secret, and I'm not too perfectTo ever feel this worthlessHow did it come down to this?Going through your call listI don't wanna lose my pride, but I'ma fuck me up a bitchKnow that I kept it sexy and know I kept it funSomething that I'm missing might be my head for once
What's worse, lookin' jealous or crazy?Jealous and crazy...I've like been walked all over lately, walked all over latelyI'd rather be crazy...
Hold up, they don't love you like I love youSlow down, they don't love you like I love youBack up, they don't love you like I love youStep down, they don't love you like I love you
Can't you see there's no other man above you?What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves youHold up, they don't love you like I love youOh now they don't love you like I love you
Let's imagine for a moment that you never made a name for yourselfOr mastered wealth, they never had you labeled as a kingYou never made it out the cage, to locked up, movin' in the streetsNever had the baddest woman in the game up in your sheetsWould they be down to ride?No, they used to hide from you, lie to youBut y'all know we were made for each otherSo I find you and hold you downMiss Bey sing
Hold up, they don't love you like I love youSlow down, they don't love you like I love youBack up, they don't love you like I love youStep down, they don't love you like I love youCan't you see there's no other man above you?What a wicked way to treat the girl that loves youHold up, they don't love you like I love youOh now they don't love you like I love you
It is such a shameYou let this good love go to wasteI always keep the top tier, 5 starBackseat lovin' in the carMake that wood like make that woodI leave like a boulevard
I hop up out the bed and get my swag onI looked in the mirror, said, "What's up!?"What's up, what's up, what's upI hop up out the bed and get my swag onI looked in the mirror, said, "What's up!?"
(What's up, what's up, what's up...)
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