J. Holiday - Wrong Lover Lyrics

You might need a passport for this one
It's international J.Holiday
And we got a special guess
Guess who boss

You know sometimes ladies they move to fast
And they choose the wrong one, yeah
But if you like me, rite we just might take yours back
I'm with that like repossession, believe that

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

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 three o'clock

Is the way that you walk smooth
(So sexy)
The way that you move, ooh
Girl I can't let you escape
I have to repossesuate

Is the way that you walk smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mines
You realized you chose the wrong lover

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
(Up baby deal with me)

So let's do it again, meet me at the spot
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So we can dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot
Alright
(Alright)
She hit me back like three o'clock

Is the way that you walk smooth
(So sexy)
The way that you move, ooh
Girl I can't let you escape
I have to repossesuate

Is the way that you walk smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mines
You realized you chose the wrong lover

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?

I shines on a rainy night
My new Mercedes bright
I let her hit the smoke
Me knowing this how lady's like it

We counting thousand stacks
I'm on my eight ninth, she on her twenty first
Feel like a pretty curse but then the tables turn
She actin' like she ain't concerned

Running with a wide receiver 'cause he's paper firm
Another angel came, player got he's 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, J.Holiday
You a star and I got the perfect part to play

Is the way that you walk smooth
(So sexy)
The way that you move, ooh
Girl I can't let you escape
I have to repossesuate

Is the way that you walk smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mines
You realized you chose the wrong lover

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