"Hold Up (Be My Lady)"
taken from the e.p. Super Delicious
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Hold Up (Be My Lady)
Produced by Kyle Kelso, Matt Young and Grant Wheeler
Vocals: Megan Vice
Additional vocal production: Gamble & Burke
Additional vocals: Daniel Burke
Written by Megan Vice, Kaz Gamble, Daniel Burke, Matthew Young, Grant Wheeler, Sam Lachow, Kyle Kelso, Bill Coleman and Angelo “Pepe” Skordos
Published by The Groove Effect, ASCAP/ Sobiech Music, ASCAP / Special Tie Publishing, BMI / Torches And Pitchforks o/b/o itself and Young 4 Life / Torches And Pitchforks o/b/o itself and Blangbus Publishing (BMI) / Sam Lachow, BMI / Lunchroom Music, BMI administered by Kobalt Music / Everyday Is Christmas, BMI / Obey Your Master Music, ASCAP
Executive Producers / A&R: Megan Vice and Bill Coleman for Peace Bisquit and The Groove Effect
2019 Peace Bisquit / The Groove Effect
LYRICS:
Ooh I gotta stop
Checking my phone cuz he’s not
Calling I know and if does
I’m out in the club
Where Mr. Ven Pa’ca is now falling in love
Yeah my new friend appreciates me
While no text man aggravates me
Well hello, ok, I’ve been swayed
And I hope you say
CHORUS:
Hold up sugar what you got there?
I wanna be your baby, ooh
Smooth as butter got that hour glass
Come on and be my lady
Ooh, and I said hold up sugar
So sweet, ooh-wee
I wanna know you sugar
So sweet ooh-wee
POST CHORUS:
Taste your sugar
Sweetness sugar
Real life sugar
My new wife sugar
x2
It’s funny how you’re hitting me up Because now you wanna link up
Can’t you see I’m sick of your games
This back and forth shit
Don’t call me out of my name
I don’t get it what’s your intention
When I’m busy you pay attention
Oh hell no
No way
I’m done being played
So don’t try to say
CHORUS-
First I wake up then I lace up then I roll
Ain’t got no time for no old lines no more
Cuz if you just kept it more real it would’ve been more fun
Keep my game tight never chase no one
Snare snappy and the bass like uhh
I’m not the one you turn to a story
I’m more like ooh in the morning
Write to me every day when I’m touring
I got my suits tailored in my closet
I like my boots real leather and my fruit dipped in chocolate
I like my men like I like my underwear
Mothafucka I don’t need you at all
And if you really believe you been leading me on
Then I believe you’ve been reading me wrong
I’m the cream to the Mary Jane crop
Lean to a Lil’ Wayne cough
Scheme on me like you’re Madoff
And you’ll see what I’m really made of
CHORUS
