Loyal
Chris Brown(Chris Brown;Lil Wayne;Too $hort) Lyrics
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I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ainโt right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ainโt have a ringer nor her ring on last night ooh
Nigga, thatโs that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, Iโm the shit, ooh
Nigga, thatโs that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I donโt 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 bar, molly Iโm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers
When I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, letโs 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
Thatโs a no no girl
All is funny 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 donโt fuck with broke bitches
When I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No nothin' no)
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see
With Ciroc in the system?
Ainโt no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
Thatโs what they be yelling, Iโm a pimp by blood
No relation, I donโt chase 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes ainโt loyal, they rotatin'
School me to the game, now Iโm on my duty
Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in that hooptie
fuck that bitch
I got my own hoe
fuck your weed
Got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch put a ring back on, Montana
Come on, come on, girl why you frontinโ?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gonโ leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gonโ cheat
Come on, come on, girl why you frontinโ?
Baby show me something
You don' spent bread on her
And itโs all for nothing
When I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
When I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
The song "Loyal" is a collaboration between Chris Brown, Lil Wayne, and French Montana. The lyrics of this song send a message about the disloyalty of women who are only interested in a man's money and fame. Chris Brown begins his verse by questioning the loyalty of his partner and criticizing men who give women their hearts when they would rather have material possessions. He compares this to the game of basketball, where he claims to be the winner who gets the girl by halftime. Lil Wayne reinforces the message by asserting that wealthy men can have any woman they want, and that broke women are not worth his time. French Montana contributes by describing the kind of women he encounters in his lifestyle, stating that they are only interested in drug use and sexual conquests.
The chorus, "When I rich nigga want you, and your nigga can't do nothing for ya, oh these hoes ainโt loyal", emphasizes the idea that women only care about a man's wealth and will leave their loyal partners when given the opportunity to be with a wealthy man. The verses additionally describe the lavish lifestyle and material possessions that come with being wealthy and famous, with references to designer brands such as LV, Hermes, and Dolces.
Overall, "Loyal" is a song that criticizes women who prioritize money and status over loyalty and genuine connection in relationships. It promotes the idea that women are disposable and interchangeable, and that their worth is solely determined by their ability to fulfill a man's desires.
Line by Line Meaning
Young Mula, baby
This is a phrase used to represent Lil Wayne's record label, young Money Entertainment
I woke up all last night
I was up all night thinking
I know this hoes ainโt right
I know these women aren't trustworthy
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But you were calling her all night long
But she ainโt have a ringer nor her ring on last night ooh
But her phone was turned off, and she wasn't wearing her ring
Nigga, thatโs that nerve
That's an insult that means you're acting foolish or ignorant
Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a woman your love when she only wants material things?
Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather have nine
Why give a woman your time and effort when she'll always want more?
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, Iโm the shit, ooh
You know how the dating game works- She'll be with me half the time because I'm amazing
You all about her, and she all about hers
You're focused on her, but she's only focused on herself
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
Lil Wayne refers to himself as Birdman Junior in honor of his mentor with the record label nickname Birdman. The insult to Flamigos comes from their being seen as less important birds to him.
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
Despite everything I have done for women in the past, I still cannot trust them. Chris Brown also collaborates on this song
When a rich nigga want you
When a wealthy man desires you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
And your current partner can't do anything to compare to the wealthy man's offerings
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal
These women cannot be trusted
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
These women cannot be trusted
Just got rich
Just became wealthy
Took a broke nigga bitch
Took a woman from a man who was not financially successful
I can make a broke bitch rich
I can make a woman who has no money become wealthy
But I donโt fuck with broke bitches
But I don't want to be involved with women who aren't wealthy
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I have a caucasian woman with fake breasts
I took her to the Bay with me
I took her with me to San Francisco
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
With my eyes closed while smoking marijuana
Rolling up the bar, molly Iโm a rockstar
Rolling up (rolling a joint) at the bar while on party drug Molly- I act like a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wants to use drugs, smoke marijuana, and get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wants to see a man become caught up in a difficult situation
She wanna fuck all the rappers
She wants to have sex with all the famous musicians
Black girl with a big booty
A woman of African descent with a large buttocks
If she a bad bitch, letโs get to it
If she is attractive, let's start a sexual relationship
We up in this club, bring me the bottles
We are at this club; bring me some bottles of alcohol
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
I know that you arrived at this club with your partner
Thatโs a no no girl
That's not allowed, girl
All is funny in the air
The atmosphere is becoming light-hearted/festive
I wanna see you dance
I want to watch you dance
With Ciroc in the system?
Does Ciroc, a vodka brand, influence my behavior and decision making?
Ainโt no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
There's no telling if I will have sex with them or insult them
Thatโs what they be yelling, Iโm a pimp by blood
That's what my critics say; I am naturally a pimp-like figure
No relation, I donโt chase 'em, I replace 'em
There's no emotional link; I don't try to pursue them, I just move on to the next woman
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Luxe brands Louis Vuitton, Hermes, and Dolce & Gabbana
Them hoes ainโt loyal, they rotatin'
These women aren't loyal; they switch between men frequently
School me to the game, now Iโm on my duty
Teach me the tricks of the industry, now I'm responsible for it
Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in that hooptie
Allocating her to the luxury car brand Lotus after previously driving a car of poor quality
fuck that bitch
I don't care about or like that woman
I got my own hoe
I have my own woman/lover
fuck your weed
I don't want your marijuana
Got my own smoke
I have my own marijuana
Had to put my mink back on
I needed to put my fur coat back on for warmth or for show
Tell that bitch put a ring back on, Montana
Tell that woman to put her engagement ring back on, (Montana)
Come on, come on, girl why you frontinโ?
Come on, why are you pretending?
Baby show me something
Show me what you're capable of
When I call her, she gonโ leave
When I call her, she will drop everything and leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gonโ cheat
I'm sure that she will be unfaithful
You don' spent bread on her
You have spent a lot of money on her
And itโs all for nothing
And you didn't get anything in return for your efforts/money
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, show me what you got
Oh these hoes ainโt loyal
These women cannot be trusted
Whoa these hoes ainโt loyal
These women cannot be trusted
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, show me what you got
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These women cannot be trusted
Lyrics ยฉ Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: MASON BETHA, DERIC MICHEAL ANGELETTIE, TYRONE WILLIAM GRIFFIN JR, SEAN COMBS, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, DWAYNE CARTER, ABOU THIAM, BOBBY BRACKINS, NICHOLAS BALDING, KARIM KHARBOUCH, MARK KRAGEN, CHRIS BROWN, TODD ANTHONY SHAW, OMOLOLU AKINLOLU, ASHA PUTHLI GOL
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Verse 1 โ 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 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, 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!)
[Hook โ Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Bridge โ Chris Brown:]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
[Verse 2 โ 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, I'm 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 โ 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
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 4 โ Tyga:]
Uh
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!"
Ha, me and CB in the bay with her
I 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 cheque
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
No!
[Verse 5 โ 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 just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
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[Intro โ Lil Wayne & Chris Brown:]
Young mula, baby (let me see)!
Ha ha, you thought it was over?
(let me see)
[Verse 1 โ 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 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, 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!)
[Hook โ Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Bridge โ Chris Brown:]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
[Verse 2 โ 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, I'm 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 โ 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
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 4 โ Tyga:]
Uh
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger
So my CHAฤฐNS got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes
With the top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thing!"
Ha, me and CB in the bay with her
I 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 cheque
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
No!
[Verse 5 โ 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 just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
[Hook]
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I am listening to it right now
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The dumbest wish as kid was to be a grown up...
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I guess thats why i still act like a kid well I'm not an adult actually a teenager just that i mostly act like an adult and a kid at the same time. i just cannot act like my age