Lletres: J. Holiday. Round 2. Wrong Lover.

(feat. Rick Ross)

[Rick Ross:] You Might need a passport for this one
[Rick Ross:] It's internacional
[Rick Ross:] J.Holiday!
[J. Holiday:] And we got a special Guess
[Rick Ross:] Guess who... Boss!
[J. Holiday:] You know sometimes ladies they move to fast and they choose the wrong one
[Rick Ross:] Yea!
[J. Holiday:] But if you like me...
[Rick Ross:] Rite
[J. Holiday:] we just might take yours back
[Rick Ross:] I'm with that
[J. Holiday:] like repossession
[Rick Ross:] belive that

[Verse 1:]
By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
Looking back you chose the wrong lover
(That's the wrong dude over there Baby)
And I can tell that you feel the same
You see me your expression change
I don't want To approach or disrespect
So I text you I gotta have you tonight

[Bridge:]
So let's do it again
Meet me at the spot
So we can Dot dot dot-dot dot dot
Alright (Alright)
She hit me back like 3 O'clock

[Chorus:]
Is the way that you walk smooth (so sexy)
The way that You move oooh
Girl I can't let You escape I have to repossesuate
Is the way that you walk smooth
The way that You move oooh
Since that night you was all mines
You realized you chose the wrong lover

[Verse 2:]
By the way that You play your game
Put a talk that your field done changed
But baby now all you can say for yourself is I love ya
And it's written all on your face (all over your face)
That you wanna meet me at your place
I don't want To approach or disrespect
So I text baby what's up for tonight (sup baby deal with me)

[Bridge:]
So let's do it again
Meet me at the spot
So we can Dot dot dot-dot dot dot
Alright (Alright)
She hit me back like 3 O'clock

[Chorus: Rick Ross - talking]
I need you baby
Ridin with that sucker Not a good look
Not a good Look!
Not frontin baby I Got more paper than Him to
Not being arrogant or am I?

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
I shines on a rainy night
My new mercedes bright
I let her hit the smoke
Me knowing this how ladys like it
We counting thousand stacks
I'm on my 89th
She on her 21st
Feel like a pretty curse
But then the tables turn
She actin like she ain't concerned
Running with a wide reciver cause hes paper firm
Another angel came
Player got hes ankle sprained
Out for the season now she see that things are not the same
She made the wrong choice picked the wrong man
But baby I forgive now get with the program
It's ricky ross jholiday You a star and I got the perfect part to play

[Chorus]