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letra de loyal - chris brown

young mula, baby

[lil’ wayne]
i went to born last night
i know this hoes ain’t right
but you was blown up a phone last night
but she ain’t have a ring on, 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, but i have time, i’m the sh-t, oh
n-gga, that’s that nerve
you all about her, and she all about her
birdman, do you in this b-tch, no flamingos
and not a day, everyday, but trust these hoes

[chris brown]
when i rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can 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 n-gg-‘s b-tch
i can make a broke b-tch rich
but i don’t f-ck with broke b-tches
got a white girl with some freight t-ties
i took her to the bay with me
eyes closed, smoking marijuana
rolling up the bar, molly i’m a rockstar
she wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
she wanna see a n-gg- trapped
she wanna f-ck all the rappers

when i rich n-gg- want you
and your n-gg- can 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 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 is funny in the air
i wanna see you dance

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

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

[french montana]
what’s a rock in the system?
ain’t no tell her what i f-ck, well i dissed them
that’s what they be yelling, i’m a pimp by blood
no relation, i don’t chase some, i re-play some
lvs, hermes, dolces
them hoes, ain’t loyal, they rotting
school me to the game, now i’m on a goody
put it in the loader
she was riding in the hoot
f-ck that b-tch
i got my own hoe
f-ck your wig
i got my own smoke
had to put my ming back on
tell that b-tch
put a ring back on
montana

[chris brown]
come on, come on, girl
why you frontin’?
baby show me something
when i call her, she gon’ leave
and i bet a houndred dollars she gon’ cheat
come on, come on, girl
why you frontin’?
baby show me something
you just spent your ring on it
and it’s all for nothing

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

these hoes ain’t loyal

- chris brown

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