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chris brown – loyal east coast version lyrics

[intro: lil wayne & chris brown]
young mula baaaay-bay! (let me see)
haha, you thought it was over? (let me see)

[verse 1: lil wayne]
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
n-gg-, that’s that nerve
why give a b-tch your heart
when she rather have a purse?
why give a b-tch your inch
when she rather have nine?
you know how the game goes
she be mine by half time, i’m the sh-t, oh
n-gg-, that’s that nerve
you all about her, and she all about hers
birdman junior in this b-tch, no flamingos
and i done did everything but trust these hoes
(cb f-ck with me!)

[hook: chris brown]
when a rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can’t do nothing for ya
these hoes ain’t loyal
these hoes ain’t loyal
yeah, yeah, let me see

[bridge: chris brown]
just got rich
took a broke n-gg-‘s b-tch
i can make a broke b-tch rich
but i don’t f-ck with broke b-tches

[verse 2: chris brown]
got a white girl with some fake t-tties
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 n-gg- trap
she wanna f-ck all the rappers (uh-huh)

[hook]
when a rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can’t do nothing for ya
these hoes ain’t loyal
these hoes ain’t loyal
yeah, yeah, let me see

[verse 3: chris brown]
black girl with a big booty
if she a bad b-tch, let’s get to it, right away
we up in this club
bring me the bottles
i know girl, that you came in this b-tch with your man
that’s a no-no girl
all this money in the air
i wanna see you dance

[bridge]
just got rich
took a broke n-gg-‘s b-tch
i can make a broke b-tch rich
but i don’t f-ck with broke b-tches

[hook]
when a rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can’t do nothing for ya
these hoes ain’t loyal
these hoes ain’t loyal
yeah, yeah, let me see

[verse 4: french montana]
hah! once cirocs in the system
ain’t no telling will i f-ck 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 (hah!)
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 riding in that hoopty (whoop!)
f-ck that b-tch
i got my own ho
f-ck your weed
i got my own smoke
had to put my mink back on
tell that b-tch, put her ring back on
montana

[verse 5: chris brown]
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)

[hook]
when a rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can’t do nothing for ya
these hoes ain’t loyal
these hoes ain’t loyal
yeah, yeah, let me see

- chris brown lyrics

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