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b real - hold you down lyrics

hey, hey, we keepin it treal, samba baby

[chorus:]
if u need love im lovin, if u need a thug im thuggin, whatever u need girl ima hold u down, need a lil
dough we flippin got somewhwere to go im whippin, be a love hustla whatever u need girl ima hold u down

[bun b]
bun b da ima man amongst men my chain is white gold my steel is ? im made of tough skin u gon respect me
(hold up) take mo then a average n-gg- to check me ima rider till the wheels go ballin they blow out
(d-mn) one hundred and one percent g and its no doubt that if u need a man to make u feel secure then baby
u aint gotta look no more i got the cure

u want money and jewels (jewels) u want clothes and cars (cars) wanna live vip rubbin shoulders wit
stars (stars) wanna fly in g4’s (4’s) or sail the seas then your wish is my command u can do what ya please
(hey) the lap of luxury is what you’ll be layin in just respect the playa and the game that hes playin
in (forreal) i can show u a side of life u never seen (huh) ’cause even the kid the treal need a seperate queen

[chorus]

[mike jones]
see all that listenin to them hoes in your ear gotta quit i see they smile when im around when i leave
they talk sh-t they just mad ’cause i got u flippin jagos poppin tags brand new clothes u cant tell by the
tag i dont mean to boast and brag but them hoes around u hatin they just waitin on u to slip so i could
leave yo -ss with nathan then when i do that they gon back door and try to holla hopin ima do them like
you and drop them off some dollas but i aint ’cause i cant afford to go back down that road id rather stay on
my j-o and stack a bank roll but i aint ’cause i cant afford to go back down that road id rather stay on my
j-o and stack a bank roll but if u real and u down and in public you dont clown holla at me ill be around
(mike jones) but if u real and u down and in public you dont clown holla at me ill be around yea

[chorus]

i been puttin it down n-gg- and holdin my grounds n-gg- from off the mound n-gg- we duckin them clowns
n-gg- takin they crown n-gg- and shovin the town n-gg- rocks off the ground got the cush by the pounds
n-gg- ankle blingin baby wrist on freeze got the pinky on the ice love a b-tch wit gold teeths n-gg- hot
girl n-gg- lovin the g keep the work under the seat she do it for me take a trip to port her off to the
beach tell her homie hold it down ’cause we hustle to eat and got me feelin like i lost my jones i done lost
my h-rns so h town is on and nuttin change ’cause the palms got chrome n-gg- do this in the early ’cause we
gettin it on and baby girl u could shop alone and fly the four to france and take a hundred bones

[chorus]

- b real lyrics

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