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- Chris Brown Loyal 歌詞
- 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 f**k with me )
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
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't f** k 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 bomb molly I'm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs smoke weed get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna f**k 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 brokebitch rich
But I don't f**k 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 the roc in the system
Ain't no tell her will I f**k them will I diss them
That's what they be yelling I'm a pimp by blood
No relation I don't chase some I replay some
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
F**k that bitch
I got my own ho
F**k 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 let me see
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