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#IAMGIFT3D - Holding You Lyrics



#IAMGIFT3D - Holding You Lyrics




(Yeah, whoa, yeah, oh) I just wanna holla at you
(Ooh, Ooh)
Ah yeah (Ooh, Ooh)
(Ooh, Ooh)
Come on, Baby, Baby, Come on Baby, Baby, Come on Baby, Baby come on! (Ooh, Ooh)

Spoken Listen
Little Mama got a whole lot of swag
Purse never hit the floor, dress never drag
Stepping on the scene with a fresh pair of stilettos
Sipping on a Sour Amaretto
The type you want to hold close and never want to let go
Only one in the league, if she yells, you hear an echo
Time and money well spent (so I let the checks go)
Put the pedal to the metal like Ready, Set, Let's Go

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

(You Know)
Anything you ask, girl I got you (one hundred)
Cars, cribs, cash
Love how you take your time
Never move too fast
We can take it slowly, never leave you lonely
Girl, super sexy independent (type of girl)
Classy full of female intuition (type girl)
Perfection (Yup)
The newest rendition
Did I forget to mention, she's a beast in the kitchen

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her (take nothin' from her)
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had (best that I ever had)
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue (blue)
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos (few tattoos)
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

Can't wait 'til the next time you come over
Gonna kiss you, gonna touch you, gonna hold you
The best part of waking up ain't Foldger's (No)
I must admit it
I'm so addicted
I need your loving, I'll do anything to get it
Like wine, it's gets better with time
That's why I gotta make you mine

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos (a whole lotta pretty)
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

The whole night through, through, through
The whole night through, through, through
Yeah
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(Yeah, whoa, yeah, oh) I just wanna holla at you
(Ooh, Ooh)
Ah yeah (Ooh, Ooh)
(Ooh, Ooh)
Come on, Baby, Baby, Come on Baby, Baby, Come on Baby, Baby come on! (Ooh, Ooh)

Spoken Listen
Little Mama got a whole lot of swag
Purse never hit the floor, dress never drag
Stepping on the scene with a fresh pair of stilettos
Sipping on a Sour Amaretto
The type you want to hold close and never want to let go
Only one in the league, if she yells, you hear an echo
Time and money well spent (so I let the checks go)
Put the pedal to the metal like Ready, Set, Let's Go

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

(You Know)
Anything you ask, girl I got you (one hundred)
Cars, cribs, cash
Love how you take your time
Never move too fast
We can take it slowly, never leave you lonely
Girl, super sexy independent (type of girl)
Classy full of female intuition (type girl)
Perfection (Yup)
The newest rendition
Did I forget to mention, she's a beast in the kitchen

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her (take nothin' from her)
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had (best that I ever had)
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue (blue)
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos (few tattoos)
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

Can't wait 'til the next time you come over
Gonna kiss you, gonna touch you, gonna hold you
The best part of waking up ain't Foldger's (No)
I must admit it
I'm so addicted
I need your loving, I'll do anything to get it
Like wine, it's gets better with time
That's why I gotta make you mine

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through

She's like chrome on my Hummer (Hummer)
Breeze to my summer (summer)
The calm before the thunder, can't take nothing from her
Little Mama is so bad, I think the best that I've ever had
Eyes dark brown
Whip light blue
Whole lot of pretty with a few tattoos (a whole lotta pretty)
Can't believe that I'm here with you
Let alone spending the whole night through, holding you

The whole night through, through, through
The whole night through, through, through
Yeah
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Writer: Timothy Bullock, Bobby Dwayne Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © G3 PUBLISHING

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Length: 3:56
Written by: Timothy Bullock, Bobby Dwayne Johnson

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