Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Loyal , by - Chris Brown. Release date: 18.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Loyal |
| 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 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 ya |
| 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 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 Dubai 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 trapped |
| She wanna fuck all the rappers |
| When a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
| And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (nothing no) |
| These hoes ain’t loyal (no they ain’t) |
| 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 bitch |
| I can make a broke bitch rich |
| But I don’t fuck with broke bitches |
| When a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
| And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (no, nothing) |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| Yeah, yeah, let me see |
| With ciroc 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 |
| No relation, I don’t chase 'em, I replace 'em |
| LVs, Hermes, Dolces |
| Them hoes ain’t loyal. |
| Man, they rotate |
| School me to the game, now I know my duty |
| Put her in a Lotus |
| She was riding in a hoopty |
| Fuck that bitch |
| I got my own hoe |
| Fuck your weed |
| I got my own smoke |
| Had to put my mink back on |
| Tell that bitch |
| Put a 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 (want you baby) |
| And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for you) |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| Yeah, yeah, let me see |
| When a rich nigga want you (want you baby) |
| And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya |
| These hoes ain’t loyal (they be playing games) |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| Yeah, yeah, let me see |
| Yeah, yeah, let me see |
| Yeah, yeah, let me see |
| Let me see |
| These hoes ain’t loyal |
| Let me see |