Beyoncé — Hold Up

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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 you

Hold up, they don’t love you like I love you

Oh, down, they don’t love you like I love you

 

Something don’t feel right

Because it ain’t right

Especially comin’ up after midnight

I smell your secrets, and I’m not too perfect

To ever feel this worthless

How did it come down to this?

Scrolling thru your call list

I don’t wanna lose my pride, but I’ma fuck me up a bitch

Know that I kept it sexy, you know I kept it fun

There’s something that I’m missing? Maybe my head for one

What’s worst, lookin’ jealous or crazy?

Jealous or crazy?

Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately

I’d rather be crazy

 

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 you

Hold up, they don’t love you like I love you

Slow down, they don’t love you like I love you

 

Let’s imagine for a moment that you never made a name

For yourself of master wealth, they had you labeled as a king

Never made it out the cage, still out there movin’ in them streets

Never had the baddest woman in the game up in your sheets

Would they be down to ride? No

They used to hide from you, lie to you

But y’all know we were made for each other

So I find you and hold you down

Me sing se

 

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 you

Hold up, they don’t love you like I love you

Slow down, they don’t love you like I love you

 

Babe, it’s such a shame

You let this good love go to waste

I always give that top tier 5 star

Backseat lovin’ in the car

Like make that wood, like make that wood

Holly like a boulevard

What’s worse, lookin’ jealous or crazy?

Jealous and crazy?

Or like been walked all over lately, walked all over lately

I’d rather be crazy

 

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 you

 

Hold up, they don’t love you like I love you

Oh, down, they don’t love you like I love you

I hop up off my bed and get my swag on

 

I look in the mirror, say, «wassup?»

Wassup, wassup, wassup?

I hop up off my bed and get my swag on

I look in the mirror, say, «wassup?»

Wassup, wassup, wassup?