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Beyonce: Hold Up

 

I haven’t had cable in a while, so I admit that last Saturday night, when everybody started talking about Beyonce’s Lemonade, I was lost as hell. I was on Facebook asking everybody, what is Lemonade about? Is she drinking it? What??? It didn’t take long for me to find out because my timeline  started blowing up with quotes from what she was saying. Normally, I don’t make a big deal about missing out on HBO specials, but after hearing everybody say she was calling her hubby, Jay Z out about his cheating, I had to know what was going on. So, the next day, I took advantage of the free trial promotion HBO was offering, and watched Lemonade at work (it was a slow day). And this song and video quickly became one of my favorites. Ladies, we’ve all been tempted to grab a baseball bat or something and tear up some stuff when our men have said or done something stupid. (See my post about the Angela Bassett moment I almost had a few weeks ago) Luckily, I came to my senses and didn’t go postal up in my ex’s crib. But I sure enjoyed watching Beyonce strut down the street with a baseball bat, destroying innocent people’s cars and stuff, because she was pissed off at her husband. You go girl!

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Lyrics to Hold Up: 

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

[Verse 1]
Something don’t feel right
Because it ain’t right
Especially comin’ up after midnight
I smell your secret, and I’m not too perfect
To ever feel this worthless
How did it come down to this?
Going through your call list
I don’t wanna lose my pride, but I’mma fuck me up a bitch
Know that I kept it sexy, and know I kept it fun
There’s something that I’m missing, maybe my head for one

[Refrain]
What’s worse, lookin’ jealous or crazy?
Jealous or crazy?
Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately
I’d rather be crazy

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Let’s imagine for a moment that you never made a name for yourself
Or mastered 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

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
Oh it is such a shame
You let this good love go to waste
I always keep the top tier, 5 star
Backseat lovin’ in the car
Like make that wood, like make that wood
Holly like a boulevard

[Refrain]
What’s worse, lookin’ jealous or crazy?
Jealous or crazy?
Or like being walked all over lately, walked all over lately
I’d rather be crazy

[Chorus]
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

[Outro]
I hop up out the bed and get my swag on
I look in the mirror, say, “What’s up?”
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up
I hop up out the bed and get my swag on
I look in the mirror, say, “What’s up?”
What’s up, what’s up, what’s up

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