Loyal (East Coast Version)

Loyal (East Coast Version)

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Haha you thought it was over
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up
Her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer
Nor her ring on last night ooh
Nigga that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch an inch
When she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time
I'm the shit ooh
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
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's 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 the Bob
Marley I'm a Rasta
She wanna do drugs
Smoke weed get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
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's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Once Cirocs in the system
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck
Them will I diss them
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood not relation
I don't chase 'em I replace 'em
LVs Hermes Dolces
Them hoes ain't loyal man they rotate
School me to the game
Now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was ridin' in that hoopty
Fuck that bitch I got my own ho
Fuck your weed I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch put her ring back on
Montana
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 done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Woah these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Yeah let me see
Yeah yeah let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes ain't loyal