Loyal
Chris Brown feat Lil Wayne AND Tyga Lyrics


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Young Mula, baby

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
Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather have nine
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

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Loyal" by Chris Brown tackle the issue of disloyalty among women. It talks about how some women only care about materialistic things such as purses and money and that they are not loyal to their partners. In the first verse, Brown points out how a guy should not bother giving a girl too much attention, knowing that she will only use him. In the chorus, Brown states how disloyal women are these days and how being rich changes the game on how women perceive men. The second verse focuses on women who only want to be with the rich and famous men in the industry. Meanwhile, the third verse is about Brown being a player, and there is no need for him to chase women because he can quickly replace them with someone new.


Overall, the song is a brief story about how people find love these modern days. It shows how some women lose interest in their men when they cannot provide what they expect from them. It is a warning for men who have issues trusting women and is potentially an eye-opener for women who prioritize materialistic things more than love and loyalty.


Line by Line Meaning

Young Mula, baby
Introduction to the song


I woke up all last night
I couldn't sleep because I knew something was off


I know this hoes ain't right
I know these girls are not trustworthy


But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But you were calling and messaging 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
I can't believe how nerve-wracking this is


Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why would you give a girl your love when she only wants your money?


Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather have nine
Why would you give a girl a little when she wants a lot?


You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I'm the shit, ooh
I know how this works, I'll have her back eventually, but for now, I'm doing great


You all about her, and she all about hers
You're all about her and her needs, and she's just focused on herself


Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
I'm surrounded by rich people and nothing but money, like Birdman Jr.


And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
I've experienced everything except for trusting these girls. Come on, join me, C.B.


When I rich nigga want you
When a wealthy man desires you


And your nigga can do nothing for ya
And your current boyfriend can't do anything for you


Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These girls are not faithful


Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
These girls cannot be trusted


Just got rich
I just became wealthy


Took a broke nigga bitch
I stole a girl from a poor guy


I can make a broke bitch rich
I can give a girl who was poor a lot of money


But I don't fuck with broke bitches
But I don't want to be with poor girls


Got a white girl with some fake titties
I have a Caucasian girl with artificial breasts


I took her to the Bay with me
I brought her with me to the San Francisco Bay Area


Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
I'm relaxing, smoking marijuana with my eyes closed


Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a rockstar
I'm living luxuriously, doing drugs and feeling like a rockstar


She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wants to do drugs, smoke marijuana, and drink alcohol


She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wants to see a man in trouble


She wanna fuck all the rappers
She wants to have sex with every rapper


Black girl with a big booty
African-American girl with a large posterior


If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (Right away)
If she is a desirable girl, let's pursue her immediately


We up in this club, bring me the bottles
We are at the club and I want some bottles of alcohol


I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
I know that you came here with your boyfriend


That's a no no girl
You shouldn't be with him


All is funny in the air
There is a strange atmosphere in here


I wanna see you dance
I want to see you dancing


With Ciroc in the system?
After drinking Ciroc vodka?


Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
I don't know if I'll have sex with them or reject them


That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
That's what people say, I am a natural pimp


No relation, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em
No emotional attachment, I don't chase girls, I just move on to the next one when I'm done


LVs, Hermes, Dolces
I dress in expensive brands like Louis Vuitton, Hermes, and Dolce & Gabbana


Them hoes ain't loyal, they rotatin'
These girls are not loyal, they are always changing their minds


School me to the game, now I'm on my duty
Teach me how to play, now I'm doing it myself


Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in that hooptie
I put her in my luxurious Lotus car while she used to ride in a cheap one


fuck that bitch
I don't care about that girl


I got my own hoe
I have my own girl


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 had to wear my expensive fur coat again


Tell that bitch put a ring back on, Montana
Tell her to put her engagement ring back on, Montana


Come on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Why are you acting like you're not interested in me?


Baby show me something
Show me how you feel


When I call her, she gon' leave
When I call her, she will break up with her current boyfriend


And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
And I'm sure she will be unfaithful


You don' spent bread on her
You have spent a lot of money on her


And it's all for nothing
And it's all in vain


Yeah, let me see
Repeat of chorus


Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Repeat of chorus




Lyrics © ASHA PUTHLI MUSIC PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bobby Brackins, Charles Carter, Christopher Brown, Jermaine Dupri, Karim Kharbouch, Omari Akinlolu, Roger Parker, Shawn Carter, Steve Arrington, Waung Hankerson

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Verse 1 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — Lil Wayne & Chris Brown:]
Young mula, baby (let me see)!
Ha ha, you thought it was over?
(let me see)

[Verse 1 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — 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 — Tyga:]
Uh
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger
So my CHAİNS 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 — 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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