Album Name

Loyal (East & West Coast Versions)

Artist

Chris Brown

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2019.05.03

Release Agency

Sony Music

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 blowin' up
her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer
nor her ring on last night ooh
Nigga that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch an inch
when she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time
I'm the shit ooh
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
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah 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 Rasta
She wanna do drugs Drugs
Smoke weed get drunk Wasted
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers
Let me see
Uh-huh when a rich nigga want you
Want you baby
And your nigga
can't do nothing for ya
Nothing no
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
No they ain't
Woah 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 Got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch Yeah
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck
with broke bitches
Girl it's you
Uh-huh when a rich nigga want you
Yeah yeah want you baby
And your nigga
can't do nothing for ya
No nothing oh no
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Oh-oh-oh no
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
let me see
Haaan Once Cirocs in the system
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck
them will I diss them
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood not relation
I don't chase 'em
I replace 'em Haaan
LVs Hermes Dolces
Them hoes ain't loyal
man they rotate
School me to the game
now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was ridin' in that hoopty
Whoop
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 done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
let me see
Uh-huh when a rich nigga want you
Want you baby babe woo
And your nigga
can't do nothing for ya
Can't nothing for you
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Oh no
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see Woo
Uh-huh when a rich nigga want you
Yeah want you baby
And your nigga
can't do nothing for ya
Oh woah-oh
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
They be playing games yeah
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Oh yeah yeah let me see
Yeah let me see
Yeah yeah let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Let me see