Loyal
Chris Brown Ft. Lil Wayne & Too Short Lyrics
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I woke up all last night
I know this hoes ain’t right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain’t have a 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
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout 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'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 ain’t loyal
Whoa these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
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 the bar, molly I’m 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 ain’t loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa 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 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 don’t 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 ain’t loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see
With Ciroc in the system?
Ain’t no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
No relation, I don’t chase 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes ain’t loyal, they rotatin'
School me to the game, now I’m 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 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 don' spent bread on her
And it’s 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 ain’t loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain’t 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 ain’t loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
The lyrics to Chris Brown's "Loyal" primarily focus on the theme of disloyalty and unfaithfulness in relationships. Brown seems to be addressing a specific situation where his partner was blowing up another person’s phone, but he is confident that he is the better option. He questions why anyone should give their heart or even an inch when all they would get in return is material things like a purse. The lyrics go on to describe the exploitative nature of the game of love in which partners use each other to gain personal benefits.
Brown then goes on to discuss how wealth makes a difference in relationships, stating that a rich guy can have any girl he wants, regardless of whether she is with someone else or not. He also proudly declares that he can make a broke woman rich but has no time for her if she's still broke. Lil Wayne's verse talks about his pimping ways and his lack of trust for women. He says that he doesn't chase women but replaces them and describes how luxury brands like Louis Vuitton, Hermes, and Dolce & Gabbana have no loyalty to anyone but themselves.
Overall, "Loyal" is a song that covers a lot of ground in terms of relationships, loyalty, and wealth. It is a catchy tune with deep-rooted meaning, and the lyrics prompt listeners to reflect on their own experiences of disloyalty and what it means to be faithful.
Line by Line Meaning
Young Mula, baby
This is a song by Lil Wayne, a member of the Young Money label
I woke up all last night
I was up all night and couldn't sleep
I know this hoes ain’t right
I know these women are not trustworthy
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But you were calling and texting her all night
But she ain’t have a ringer nor her ring on last night ooh
But her phone was on silent and she wasn't wearing her ring
Nigga, that’s that nerve
That's really disrespectful
Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a woman your love and affection when all she wants is material possessions?
Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather have nine
Why give a woman the minimum when she wants the maximum?
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I’m the shit, ooh
You know how it works, she'll be with me around halftime; I'm the best
You all about her, and she all about hers
You're all about her, and she's all about herself
Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
Lil Wayne refers to himself as Birdman Junior and says he's the boss, not a follower
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
I've done everything with these women except trust them, Chris Brown is featured in this song
When I rich nigga want you
When a wealthy man desires you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
And your current partner can't provide for you like I can
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These women aren't faithful
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Wow, these women really aren't loyal
Just got rich
Just recently became wealthy
Took a broke nigga bitch
Took a woman from a poor man
I can make a broke bitch rich
I have the ability to make a poor woman rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
But I don't have relationships with poor women
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I have a Caucasian woman with breast implants
I took her to the Bay with me
I brought her to the Bay Area in California with me
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
I'm smoking weed with my eyes closed
Rolling up the bar, molly I’m a rockstar
I'm rolling up a joint and taking MDMA like a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wants to use drugs, smoke weed, and drink alcohol
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wants to see a man in a vulnerable position
She wanna fuck all the rappers
She wants to have sex with all the famous rappers
Black girl with a big booty
African American woman with a large buttocks
If she a bad bitch, let’s get to it (Right away)
If she's an attractive and desirable woman, let's pursue her immediately
We up in this club, bring me the bottles
We're in the club and I want someone to bring us alcohol
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
I'm aware that you came to the club with your boyfriend
That's a no no girl
That's not acceptable behavior
All is funny in the air
There's a strange energy in the air
I wanna see you dance
I want to watch you dance
With Ciroc in the system?
With Ciroc vodka in my bloodstream?
Ain’t no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
There's no telling whether I'll have sex with them or ignore them
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
People say that I'm a natural-born pimp
No relation, I don’t chase 'em, I replace 'em
I don't have any emotional attachment to these women, I just replace them when I'm done
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
I wear high-end luxury brands like Louis Vuitton, Hermes, and Dolce & Gabbana
Them hoes ain't loyal, they rotatin'
These women aren't loyal, they're constantly rotating through different men
School me to the game, now I’m on my duty
Teach me the ways of the game, now I'm responsible for passing that knowledge on
Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in that hooptie
I had sex with her in my expensive Lotus car while she was using a cheap car
fuck that bitch
I don't care about that woman
I got my own hoe
I have my own woman
fuck your weed
I don't want your marijuana
Got my own smoke
I have my own weed
Had to put my mink back on
I put on my expensive mink fur coat
Tell that bitch put a ring back on, Montana
Tell that woman to put her engagement ring back on, Montana is another rapper mentioned in the song
Come on, come on, girl why you frontin’?
Stop pretending, girl
Baby show me something
Show me what you've got
When I call her, she gon’ leave
When I call her, she will leave whoever she's with
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon’ cheat
And I'm willing to bet that she will cheat on me
You don' spent bread on her
You spent money on her
And it’s all for nothing
And it was all a waste
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, show me
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These women aren't loyal
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: KARIM KHARBOUCH, NICK HARRIMAN, MARK KRAGEN, CHRIS BROWN, TYRONE GRIFFIN, BOBBY CLIFTON BRACKINS, DWAYNE CARTER, ONOLOLU AKINLOLU, DERIC ANGELETTIE, PUTHLI ASHA, MASON BETHA, SHAWN CARTER, SEAN J. COMBS, CHAD HUGO, JAMES AMBROSE JR. JOHNSON, TODD SHAW, CH
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@Heyitskeelanalenay
y'all trippin too short killed that
@dayshonapalmer5693
Kee'lana Henry
@koppkopp4247
2020 and She still ain’t Loyal...
@omegagamer8589
Yea his verse is 🔥
@WicKedM3
Are you serious you clown? Wayne kills it. "She didn't have her ringer or her ring on last night"
@mscecyn81
WicKedM3 😂😂😂
@brandonholladay8004
He did kill that shit 🤣
@djluckeytastic1547
That was lame as hell
@J.coleswrld
@@djluckeytastic1547 bruh stop hatin
@ha6464
Usually dont like lil wayne's verses, this one's too good. And love the message, sad but true