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Chris Brown

Genres: Hip-Hop

Loyal (version 2) Lyrics - Chris Brown

I wasn't born last night 

 

I know this hoes ain't right 

But you was blowning up her phone last night 

But she ain't have her ring 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 

 

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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 the Bob Marley I'm a rockstar 

She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk 

 

She wanna see a nigga trapped 

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 

Once Cirocs in the system 

Ain't no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them 

That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood 

 

Not relation, I don't chase em, I replace em 

LVs, Hermes, Dolces 

Them hoes, ain't loyal, they rotate 

School me to the game, now I'm on a goody 

Put it in the loader 

She was riding in the hoot 

Fuck that bitch 

I got my own ho 

Fuck your weed 

I got my own smoke 

Had to put my mink back on 

Tell that bitch, put her ring back on 

Montana 

Come on, come on, girl 

Why you frontin'? 

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 frontin'? 

Baby show me something 

You just spent your ring 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 

Let me see 

Let me see 

Let me see 

These hoes ain't loyal 

Let me see 

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