Video Hold U Down de Bun B 2024 Rap Lyrics

Bun B - Hold U 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 nigga
to check me Ima rider till the wheels go ballin they blow out
(damn) 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 shit 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 ass 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 nigga and holdin my grounds nigga
from off the mound nigga we duckin them clowns
nigga takin they crown nigga and shovin the town nigga
rocks off the ground got the cush by the pounds
nigga ankle blingin baby wrist on freeze got the pinky
on the ice love a bitch wit gold teeths nigga hot
girl nigga 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 horns so H town is on and nuttin change
'cause the palms got chrome nigga 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]

By Diegão