Оригинален текст
(feat. Trey Songz, Mike Jones, Baby)
Hey, Hey, we keepin it trill, samba baby
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If u need love im lovin, if u need a thug im thuggin, if ya need a hustla, 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 tungsten im made of tough skin u gon respect me
(hold up) take mo than a average nigg* 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) cuz even the king of the trill need himself queen
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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 s**t they just mad cuz i got u flippin jags 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 can
leave yo as* with nathin 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 cuz i cant afford to go back down that road id rather stay on
my J-O and stack a bank rolls but i aint cuz 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
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Baby
i been puttin it down nigg* and holdin my grounds nigg* from off the mound nigg* we duckin them clowns
nigg* takin they crown nigg* and shovin the town nigg* rocks off the ground got the cush by the pounds
nigg* ankle blingin baby wrist on freeze got the pinky on the ice love a b*tch wit gold teeths nigg* hot
girl nigg* lovin the G keep the work under the seat she do it for me take a trip to Port Arthur to the
beach tell her homie hold it down cuz 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 cuz the palms got chrome nigg* do this in the early cuz we
gettin it on and baby girl u could shop alone and fly the four to France and take a hundred bones
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