Hold On Lyrics

(Featuring Dwele & QMB)

[Kanye]

Uh oh uh oh uh

Uh uh uh uh uh uh...

Uh-uh uh uh uh uh uh uh...

Kanye to the...

Yeah

Ok

I'm getting spins all day in L.A like Felle Fel

Luv, we can go the D where Dwele dwell

D.C, P.G or ATL

Back in The CHI I made my life like the magazine

Honey wanna know the details about my Ebony

Well that's X-X-L

Far as the penthouse, yeah that's upscale

Mademoiselle got a hell of a Black tail

I'm feeling her vibe, her Body and Soul

I heard you stay in a metropolitan home

Well lets kill all the parlay'in and offer you a comsopolitan

Lets jet out the club, get some oxygen

Your friends claim I'm a player, you be lucky to keep me

But you know people gon' be talking 'bout us weekly

My car be, in a robbery, P.O.R.T but what's more important to me

Is that you...

(Dwele)

Open your ears

Don't allow these words to be ignored by years

Fearing lullibies, containing the same old lies (same old lies)

Dealing just to deal is a crime

Besides I know you wouldn't mind

Trying something new so...

(CHORUS)

Let's (Let's)Try (Try)

We can work it out

If you let love(love) guide (guide)

The way that you feel for me

Oh(Oh) Why(Why)

Let this opportunity pass (pass) by (by)

You should hold on

Please don't resist (don't resist)
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Bless those harmonies to me, escape your lips (escape your lips)

There's no need to go home

Just to dance along (dance aloo-o-one)

I know you can't enjoy it on your own

Really I don't see nothing wrong

With you and I spending some time--

Also let me mention, (Oooh)

My only intention, (Oooh)

Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for---

In my heart I have to (Oooh)

And-- want to have you (Oooh)

So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more--

[QMB]

Now someone told my girl that she's a trophy wife

Sorta like Grant Hill and Kobe's wife

So when we at a club, and she be so polite

But when we back at home she be poltergeist

I mean provoking fights

Trying to poke me with knifes

And last time I tried to poke her she just told me goodnight

See her clothing be tight

She was pervert approved

So she gave up on life, now she don't wanna move

Hypnotized by the tube

So she stay with the clicker

In a cup full of liquor

Thinkin it's makin her thicker

But it's makin her slimmer

So our future is dimmer

I can't remember last time I took my baby to dinner

See I'm missn' a sister who was freaky and ruthless

In a yorkshire terrier in the pocket with pooches

In a pocket with Gucc's

Was taking my lunch money

Just like the gooches

I'll tell you the truth miss

Girl instead of running from my love,

You can run to (to) to these arms,

That's made for you

So why not stay