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letra de loyal lyrics (ft. french montana & lil wayne) - chris brown

[verse 1: lil wayne]
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
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 not a day, everyday, but trust these hoes

[hook: chris brown]
when i 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 bomb 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

[hook]

[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]

[hook]

[verse 4: french montana]
once the roc in the system?
ain’t no tell her will i f-ck 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 rotten
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 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 just spent your ring on her
and it’s all for nothing

[hook]

- chris brown

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