Chris Brown – Loyal (featuring Lil’ Wayne & Tyga) Song Lyrics

About Chris Brown: Christopher Maurice Brown (born May 5, 1989) is an American singer, songwriter, rapper, dancer, actor, and record producer. Born in Tappahannock, Virginia, he was involved in his church choir and several local talent shows from a young age. Having signed with Jive Records in 2004, Brown released his self-titled debut studio album the following year, which became certified double platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA).

Featured Singers: Lil Wayne, Tyga

Lyrics:

[Intro – ]
[Lil’ Wayne – ] Young Mula, baby
[Chris Brown – ] You thought it was over? [Verse 1 – Lil’ Wayne]
I wasn’t born last night
I know these hoes ain’t right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain’t have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
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 half time, I’m the shit, oh
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
(CB fuck with me!) [Chorus – Chris Brown]
When A rich nigga want ya
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see [Verse 2 – Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches
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
I’m a rasta
She say she wanna do drugs,
Smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers [Chorus – Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (nothing no)
These hoes ain’t loyal (no they ain’t)
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
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches [Chorus – Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (no, nothing)
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see [Verse 4 – Tyga]
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger
And my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes
With a top down, screaming out, “Money Ain’t A Thang”
Me and CB in a bay with her
I sent her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let’s talk about this ice that I’m carrying
All of these carrots like I’m a fucking vegetarian
She doubt Weezy out keep on rep on rap
Rolls Rolex, hoes on deck
She know I got a check
Doing too good when she ride that dick (woo)
Man I wouldn’t trust that bitch, nope [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 [Chorus – Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (can’t do nothing for ya)
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Let me see These hoes ain’t loyal
Let me see