Chris Brown ☆ Loyal Feat. Lil Wayne & Tyga

“YOUNG MULA BABY
Haha you thought it was over
I wasn’t born last night
I know these hoes ain’t right
But you was blowning up
her phone last night
But she ain’t have her ringer
nor her ring on last night oh
Nigga that’s that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time
I’m the shit oh
Nigga that’s that nerve
You all about her
and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch
no flamingos
And I done did everything
but trust these hoes
CB fuck with me
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t do
nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga’s bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with
some fake titties
I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley
I’m a rasta
She wanna do drugs
smoke weed get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t
do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch let’s get to it
right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl that you came
in this bitch with your man
That’s a no no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga’s bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t
do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Uhhhh
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and
my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari Jaguar switching four lanes
With the top down screaming out
money ain’t a thing
Hah me and CB in the bay with her
Send her back home
so you can lay with her
Okay let’s talk about
this ice that I’m carrying
All these karats like
I’m a fucking vegetarian
Shout out Weezy F
keep a red bone wet
Rose rolex hoes on deck
She know I got a check
Do it too good when
she ride that dick
Man I wouldn’t trust that bitch
No
Come on come on girl
Why you fronting
Baby show me something
When I call her she gon’ leave
And I bet that bottom dollar
she gon’ cheat
Come on come on girl
Why you fronting
Baby show me something
You done spent your bread on her
And it’s all for nothing
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t
do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t
do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
yeah let me see
yeah let me see
let me see
let me see

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