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CHRIS BROWN lyrics : "Loyal ft. Lil Wayne & Too $hort (X)"

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I wasn't born last night
I know this hoes ain't right

But you was blowning up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ring nor her ring on last night, oh
^!$$%, that's that nerve

Why give a (*##$ your heart?
When she rather have a purse
Why give a (*##$ your inch?

When she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the %#@!, oh

^!$$%, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this (*##$, no flamingos

And I done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB $#&@ with me!)


[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich ^!$$% want you
And your ^!$$% can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see


[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Just got rich

Took a broke ^!$$%'s (*##$
I can make a broke (*##$ rich
But I don't $#&@ with broke (*##$es


[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Got a white girl with some fake !@%$

I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed smoking !@!@&&
Rolling up the bomb molly I'm a rockstar

She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a ^!$$% trapped
She wanna $#&@ all the rappers


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad (*##$, let's get to it, right away

We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this (*##$ with your man

That's a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance


[Bridge]


[Hook]

[Verse 4: French Montana]

Once the Cirocs in the system
Ain't no tell her will I $#&@ them, will I diss them
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood

Not relation, I don't chase some, I replay some
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain't loyal, they rotate

School me to the game, now I'm on a goody
Put it in the loader
She was riding in the hoot

$#&@ that (*##$
I got my own ho
$#&@ your weed

I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that (*##$, put her ring back on

Montana

[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


[Hook]

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