Loyal (West Coast Version) (West Coast Version|Explicit)

Loyal (West Coast Version|Explicit) - Chris Brown (克里斯·布朗)/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Too $hort
Young mula face it wasn't make see
I wasn't born last night
I know these h*es 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
N***a that's that nerve
Why give a b***h your heart
When she rather have a purse
Why give a b***h your inch
When she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine 'bout half time
I'm the s**t oh
N***a that's that nerve
You all about her and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this b***h no flamingos
And I done did everything
But trust these h*es CB f**k with me
When a rich n***a want you
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya
These h*es ain't loyal oh
These h*es ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see you
Just got rich
Took a broke n***a b***h b***hes
I can make a broke b***h rich
But I don't f**k with broke b***hes
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs drugs smoke w**d get drunk
She wanna see a n***a trapped n***a trapped
She wanna f**k all the rappers aha
When a rich n***a want you want you baby
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya nothing ya
Aha
These h*es ain't loyal not ye
These h*es ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see you
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad b***h
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***h with your man
That's a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
Just got rich got rich
Took a broke n***a b***h
I can make a broke b***h rich
But I don't f**k with broke b***hes
Aha
When a rich n***a want you want you baby
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya
No nothing ohh love
These h*es ain't loyal oooh my love
These h*es ain't loyal
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
A n***a fell in love
Turn into a woosy
24-7 he was eating that p***y
But these h*es ain't faithful
A n***a like me will have your
B***h on tape though
I been knowing not to trust these h*es
I get bread get head and f**k these h*es
In that order
Don't switch it around
Relationships change it's so different now so different now
No high-school sweetheart
These b***hes pimpin'
All these opinions
Women on women
Lickin' them titties
Sex in the City
Hella Instagram likes
But you ain't pretty b***h
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 gon' cheat
Come on come on girl why you frontin'
Baby show me something
You don' spent bread on her
And it's all for nothing
Yeah yeah yea aha
When a rich n***a want you want you baby
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya do nothing for ya
My eyes
These h*es ain't loyal oona
These h*es ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see aha
When I rich n***a want you want you baby
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya oh
Oh these h*es ain't loyal
Than A bregase ye
Whoa these h*es ain't loyal ooh
Yeah yeah let me see
Yeah let me see
Yeah yeah let me see
Let me see let me see
Oh these h*es ain't loyal let me see