Loyal (West Coast Version) - Chris Brown &Lil Way

Loyal (Explicit) - Chris Brown (克里斯·布朗)/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Tyga
Young Mula baby
I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up
Her phone last night
But she ain't have a ringer
Nor her ring on last night ooh
Ni**a that's that nerve
Why give a b**ch your heart
When she rather have a purse
Why give a b**ch your inch
When she rather have nine
You know how the game go
She be mine 'bout half time
I'm the sh*t ooh
Ni**a that's that nerve
You all about her
And she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this b**ch no flamingos
And I've done everything
But trust these hoes C B f**k wit' me
When I rich ni**a want you
And your ni**a can do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke ni**a b**ch
I can make a broke b**ch rich
But I don't f**k with broke b**ches
Got a white girl with some fake titties
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 w**d get drunk
She wanna see a ni**a trapped
She wanna f**k all the rappers
When I rich ni**a want you
(Want you babe)
And your ni**a can't do nothing for ya
(Nothin' oh)
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
(No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad b**ch 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**ch 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 ni**a b**ch
I can make a broke b**ch rich
But I don't f**k with broke b**ches
When I rich ni**a want you
(Want you babe)
And your ni**a can't do nothing for ya
(No nothin' no)
Oh these hoes ain't loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah yeah yeah let me see
Rich young ni**a
Name got bigger
And my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari Jaguar switching four lanes
With the top down screaming out
"money ain't a thing"
Hah me and CB in the bay with her
Send her back home
So you can lay with her
Okay let's talk about this ice
That I'm carrying
All these karats like
I'm a f**king vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F
Keep a red bone wet
Rose rolex hoes on deck
She know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that b**ch
No
Come on come on girl
Why you fronting
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 fronting
Baby show me something
You done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
When I rich ni**a want you
(Want you babe)
And your ni**a can't do nothing for ya
(Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh these hoes ain't loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
When I rich ni**a want you
(Want you babe)
And your ni**a can't do nothing for ya
(Oh)
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
(No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Yeah let me see
Yeah let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
编辑于2014/12/02更新