Loyal [Rhymes & Punches] Chris Brown x Lil Wayne x Tyga

Исполнитель: Chris Brown x Lil Wayne x Tyga

Название: Loyal [Rhymes & Punches]

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[Intro Lil Wayne & Chris Brown]
YOUNG MULA, BABY

(Haha, you thought it was over?)

[Verse 1 Lil Wayne]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes aint right
But you was blowning up her phone last night
But she aint have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, thats that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, Im the shit, oh
Nigga, thats 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)

[Hook Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes aint loyal
These hoes aint loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Bridge Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke niggas bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I dont 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 smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley, Im a rasta
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers

[Hook]

[Verse 3 Chris Brown]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, lets 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
Thats a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance

[Bridge] [Hook]

[Verse 4 Tyga]
Uhhhh
Rich young nigga
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 fucking 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 bitch
No

[Verse 5 Chris Brown]
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 its all for nothing

[Hook]

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