J. Holiday - Wrong Lover lyrics

[Rick Ross] You Might need a pa**port for this one [Rick Ross] Its internacional [Rick Ross] J. Holiday! [J. Holiday] And we got a special Guess [Rick Ross] Guess who...Boss! [J. Holiday] You know sometimes ladies they move to fast and they choose the wrong one [Rick Ross] Yea! [J. Holiday] But if you like me.. [Rick Ross] Rite [J. Holiday] We just might take yours back [Rick Ross] I'm with that [J. Holiday] Like repossession [Rick Ross] Belive that [Verse 1] By the way that you scream my name I put a talk that you aint been claimed Now you up in here with that lame Looking back you chose the wrong lover (thats the wrong dude over there Baby) And I can tell that you feel the same You see me your expression change I dont want To approach or disrespect So I text you I gotta have you tonight [Bridge] So lets do it again Meet me at the spot So we can Dot dot dot-dot dot dot Alright (Alright) She hit me back like 3 O'clock [Chorus] Its the way that you walk smooth (so s**y) The way that You move oooh Girl I cant let You escape I have to reposses u stay Its the way that you walk smooth The way that You move oooh Since that night you was all mines You realized you chose the wrong lover [Verse 2] 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 its written all on your face (all over your face) That you wanna meet me at your place I dont want To approach or disrespect So I text baby whats up for tonight (sup baby deal with me) [Bridge] So lets do it again Meet me at the spot So we can Dot dot dot-dot dot dot Alright (Alright) She hit me back like 3 O'clock [Chorus] [Rick Ross talking] I need you baby Ridin with that s**er Not a good look Not a good Look! Not frontin baby I Got more paper than Him to Not being arrogant or am I? [Rick Ross Verse 3] I shines on a rainy night My new mercedes bright I let her hit the smoke Me knowing this how ladys like it We counting thousand stacks Im on my 89th She on her 21st Feel like a pretty curse But then the tables turn She actin like she aint concerned Running with a wide reciver cuz hes paper firm Another angel came Player got hes 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 Its ricky ross jholiday You a star and I got the perfect part to play [Chorus]