Hold On Lyrics - Kanye West

Uh oh uh oh uh 

Uh uh uh uh uh uh. 

Uh-uh uh uh uh uh uh uh. 

Kanye to the. 

Yeah 

Ok 

I'm getting spins all day in L.A 

Luv, we can go the D where Dwele dwell 

D.C, P.G or ATL 

Back in The CHI I made my life like the magazine 

Honey wanna know the details about my Ebony 

Well that's X-X-L 

Far as the penthouse, yeah that's upscale 

Mademoiselle got a hell of a Black tail 

I'm feeling her vibe, her Body and Soul 

I heard you stay in a metropolitan home 

Well lets kill all the parlay'in and offer you a comsopolitan 

Lets jet out the club, get some oxygen 

Your friends claim I'm a player, you be lucky to keep me 

But you know people gon' be talking 'bout us weekly 

My car be, in a robbery, P.O.R.T but what's more important to me 

Is that you. 

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(Dwele) 

Open your ears 

Don't allow these words to be ignored by years 

Fearing lullibies, containing the same old lies (same old lies) 

Dealing just to deal is just a crime 

Besides I know you wouldn't mind 

Trying something new so. 

Let's (Let's)Try (Try) 

We can work it out 

If you let love(love) guide (guide) 

The way that you feel for me 

Oh(Oh) Why(Why) 

Let this opportunity pass (pass) by (by) 

You should hold on 

Photos 

Please don't resist (don't resist) 

Bless those harmonies to me, escape your lips (escape your lips) 

There's no need to go home 

Just to dance along (dance aloo-o-one) 

I know you can't enjoy it on your own 

Really I don't see nothing wrong 

With you and I spending some time-- 

Also let me mention, (Oooh) 

My only intention, (Oooh) 

Is to feed you every single thing you hunger for--- 

In my heart I have to (Oooh) 

And-- want to have you (Oooh) 

So fulfilled that you will never need to ask for more-- 

Now someone told my girl that she's a trophy wife 

Sorta like Grant Hill and Koby's wife 

So when we at a club, and she be so polite 

But when we back at home she be poltergeist 

I mean provoking fights 

Trying to poke me with knifes 

And last time I tried to poke her she just told me goodnight 

See her clothing be tight 

She was pervert approved 

So she gave up on life, now she don't wanna move 

Hypnotized by the tube 

So she stay with the clicker 

In a cup full of liquor 

Thinkin it's makin her thicker 

But it's makin her slimmer 

So our future is dimmer 

I can't remember last time I took my baby to dinner 

See I'm sayin' a sister who was freaky and ruthless 

In a yorkshire terrier in the pocket with pooches 

In a pocket with Gucc's 

Was taking my lunch money 

Just like the gooches 

I'll tell you the truth miss