Chris Brown ft Lil Wayne & French Montana - Loyal - текст песни

[Intro - Chris Brown & (Lil Wayne)]
(Young Mula babyyy)
Ahaha
You thought it was over?

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I wasn’t born last night
I know these hoes ain’t right
But you was blownin’ up her phone last night
But she ain’t have her ringer nor her ring on last night
Ohh, nigga that’s that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch a inch when she rather have nine?
You know how the game go, she be mine by half time
I’m the shit ohh, 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!

[Chorus - Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya
Ahhh, these hoes ain’t loyal
Wooo, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah

[Bridge - Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown]
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 rock star
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers

[Chorus - Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (nothing, nooo)
Ahhh, these hoes ain’t loyal (no they ain’t)
Wooo, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3 - Chris Brown]
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

[Bridge - Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches

[Chorus - Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (no nothing, nooo)
Ahhh, these hoes ain’t loyal (ohhhh nooo)
Wooo, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhh

[Verse 4 - French Montana]
Haan, with Ciroc in the system
Ain’t no tellin’ will I fuck ‘em? Will I diss ‘em?
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
No relation, I don’t chase ‘em, I replace ‘em
Haan, LVs, Hermes, Dolce
My hoes ain’t loyal, man they rotate
School me to the game, now I’m on my duty
Put it in the loader, she was riding in the hoot
Fuck that bitch, I got my own hoe
Fuck your weed, I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch put her ring back on
Montana

[Verse 5 - Chris Brown]
Come on, come on girl
Why you frontin’?
Baby show me somethin’
When I call her, she gon’ leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon’ cheat
Come on, come on girl
Why you frontin’?
Baby show me somethin’
You done spent your bread on her
And it’s all for nothing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhh

[Chorus - Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (can’t do nothing for youuu)
Ahhh, these hoes ain’t loyal (oh no)
Wooo, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeahhh
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (oh why huhhh?)
Ahhh, these hoes ain’t loyal (they been playing games)
Wooo, these hoes ain’t loyal (ohhhh)
Yeah, yeah