Loyal

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris Brown] Young Mula, baby! Haha (Let me see) You thought it was over? (Let me see) [Verse 1: Lil Wayne & Chris Brown] I wasn't born last night I know these hoes ain't right But you was blowin' up her phone last night But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, ooh 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 halftime, I'm the shit, ooh 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 (Let me see) CB, fuck with me [Chorus: Chris Brown] When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya Oh, these hoes ain't loyal Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal Yeah, yeah, let me see [Refrain: Chris Brown] Just got rich Took a broke nigga's bitch I can make a broke bitch rich But I don't fuck with broke bitches [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Got a white girl with some fake titties I took her to the Bay with me Eyes closed, smokin' marijuana Rollin' up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta She wanna do drugs (Drugs) Smoke weed, get drunk (Wasted) She wanna see a nigga trap She wanna fuck all the rappers (Let me see) [Chorus: Chris Brown] When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby) And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothing, no) Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (No, they ain't) Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal Yeah, yeah, let me see [Verse 3: Chris Brown] 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 [Refrain: Chris Brown] Just got rich (Got rich) Took a broke nigga's bitch (Yeah) I can make a broke bitch rich But I don't fuck with broke bitches (Girl, it's you) [Chorus: Chris Brown] (Oh-oh) When a rich nigga want you (Yeah, yeah, want you, baby) And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No, nothing, no-whoa) Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh-oh-oh-no) Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, let me see [Verse 4: Tyga] (Ha!) Rich young nigga Name got bigger and my change got bigger, so my chains got bigger Ferrari, Jaguar, switchin' four lanes With the top down screamin' out, "Money ain't a thing" (Ha!) Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her) I sent her back home so you can lay with her Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin' All these karats like I'm a fuckin' vegetarian Shout-out Weezy F., keep a redbone wet Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check Do it too good when she ride that dick (Woo) Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no (Haha) [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, yeah, let me see) [Chorus: Chris Brown] (Uh-huh) When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah, woo) And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothing for you) Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no) Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal Yeah, yeah, let me see (Uh-huh) When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah) And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh-whoa-oh) Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (They be playin' games, yeah) Whoa, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh) Yeah, yeah, let me see [Outro: Chris Brown] Yeah, let me see Yeah-ah, let me see Let me see Oh, these hoes ain't loyal Let me see