Hold U Down

[Intro: Trey Songz] Hey, hey, we keepin' it trill Songbook, baby [Chorus: Trey Songz] If you need love, I'm lovin', if you need a thug, I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down [Verse 1: Bun B] Bun B, I'ma man amongst men My chain is white gold, my steel is tungsten I'm made of tough skin, you gon' respect me Take more than a average nigga to check me I'm a rider 'til the wheels go ballin', they blow out One hundred and one percent G and it's no doubt That if you need a man to make you feel secure Then baby, you ain't gotta look no more, I got the cure You want money and jewels, you want clothes and cars Wanna live VIP, rubbin' shoulders with stars Wanna fly in G4's or sail the seas Then your wish is my command, you can do what ya please The lap of luxury is what you'll be layin' in Just respect the player and the game that he's playin' in I can show you a side of life you never seen 'Cause even the king of the trill need a separate queen [Chorus: Trey Songz] If you need love, I'm lovin', if you need a thug, I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down [Verse 2: Mike Jones] See all that listenin' to them hoes in your ear gotta quit I see they smile when I'm around, when I leave, they talk shit They just mad 'cause I got you flippin' jagos, poppin' tags Brand new clothes, you can't tell by the tag I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hatin' They just waitin' on you to slip so I could leave yo ass with Nathan Then when I do that, they gon' back door and try to holla Hopin' I'ma do them like you and drop them off some dollas But I ain't 'cause I can't afford to go back down that road I'd rather stay on my J O and stack a bankroll But I ain't 'cause I can't afford to go back down that road I'd rather stay on my J O and stack a bankroll But if you real and you down and in public you don't clown Holla at me, I'll be around, Mike Jones But if you real and you down and in public you don't clown Holla at me I'll be around, yeah [Chorus: Trey Songz] If you need love, I'm lovin', if you need a thug, I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down [Verse 3: Birdman] 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 we shovin' the town, nigga Rocks off the ground got the kush by the pounds, nigga Ankle blingin', baby, wrist on freeze Got the pinky on the ice, love a bitch with gold teeths 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 home so H town, it's on And nuttin' change 'cause the palms got chrome Nigga do this in the early 'cause we gettin' it on And baby girl, you could shop alone And fly the 4 to France and take a hundred bones [Chorus: Trey Songz] If you need love, I'm lovin', if you need a thug, I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold you down