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Loyal – Chris Brown

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 Young Mula, baby
 You thought it was over?
 I wasn't born last night,
 I know these hoes ain't right
 But you was blowing 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'd rather have a purse?
 Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine? You know how the game goes,
 she be mine by halftime, 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
    
 When a rich nigga want ya
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal. Yeah yeah
 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 ya
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal, Yeah yeah
 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 ya (Want you babe)
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No nothing)
 These hoes ain't loyal (Ooh no)
 These hoes ain't loyal, Yeah yeah
 Uh, 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"
 Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her, I sent 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 redbone 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 gonna leave, and I bet that bottom dollar she gonna' 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 ya
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal, Yeah yeah

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