Wrong Lover Songtext
von J. Holiday

You might need a passport for this one
It′s international
J. Holiday
(And we got a special guest)
Guess who? Boss

You know sometimes, ladies, they move too fast
And they choose the wrong one, yeah
But if you like me, we just might take yours back
(Right, I'm with that)
Like repossession
(Believe that)

By the way that you scream my name
I woulda thought you ain′t been claimed
Now you up in here with that flame
Looking like you chose the wrong lover

And I can tell that you feel the same
You see me, your expression change
I don't want to approach or disrespect
So I text you, I gotta have you tonight


So let's do it again, meet me at the spot
So we can dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot
Say alright, alright
She hit me back like three o′clock

It′s the way that you walk, smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Girl, I can't let you escape
I have to repossess you, babe

It′s the way that you walk, smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mine
You realized you chose the wrong lover

By the way that you play your game
I woulda that your field done changed
But baby now all you can say for yourself is, "I love ya"

And it's written all on your face
That you wanna meet me at your place
I don′t want to approach or disrespect
So I text you, baby what's up for tonight

So let′s do it again, meet me at the spot
So we can dot, dot, dot, dot, dot, dot
Say alright, alright
She hit me back like three o'clock


It's the way that you walk, smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Girl, I can′t let you escape
I might have to repossess you, babe

It′s the way that you walk, so smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mine
You realized you chose the wrong lover

It shines on a rainy night
My new Mercedes bright
I let her hit the smoke
Me knowing that it's unladylike

We counting thousand stacks, I′m on my eighty-ninth
She on her twenty-first, fill up your pretty purse
But then the tables turn, she actin' like she ain′t concerned
Running with a wide receiver 'cause he′s paper firm

Another angle came, player got he's 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 you, now get with the program

It's Ricky Ross, J. Holiday
You′s a star, and I got the perfect part to play

It′s the way that you walk, smooth
It's the way that you move, ooh
Girl, I can′t let you escape
I might have to repossess you, babe

It's the way that you walk, so smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mine
You realized you chose the wrong lover

It′s the way that you walk, smooth
It's the way that you move, ooh
Girl, I can′t let you escape
I might have to repossess you, babe

It's the way that you walk, smooth
The way that you move, ooh
Since that night you was all mine
You realized you chose the wrong lover