Loyal
Christ Brown ft. Lil Wayne & 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 song Loyal by Chris Brown ft. Lil Wayne and Tyga is about women who are materialistic and unfaithful. The lyrics talk about the frustration of men who give their hearts, time and resources to women who would rather have material possessions. The lyrics refer to a girl who has been contacted by another man despite being in a relationship, and the man questioning why he bothers with the relationship when she would rather have those material possessions. The song also speaks to the idea of men being rich and attracting women just for their money, but not for who they are as people.


Line by Line Meaning

Young Mula, baby
Introductory phrase, no inherent meaning.


I woke up all last night
I couldn't sleep because I knew these girls weren't trustworthy.


I know this hoes ain't right
I know these women are unfaithful and immoral.


But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But you were calling her repeatedly last 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 engagement ring.


Nigga, that's that nerve
You must be crazy to trust her.


Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give her your love when all she wants is material possessions?


Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather have nine
Why settle for less when she wants more?


You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I'm the shit, ooh
I know how the game works, she'll be back with me soon enough, because I'm awesome.


You all about her, and she all about hers
You're all focused on her, but she's only focused on herself.


Birdman Junior in this bitch no flamingos
I'm Baby's protege, and I'm successful.


And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!
I've tried everything but I can't trust these girls, Chris Brown supports me.


When I rich nigga want you
When a wealthy man wants you,


And your nigga can do nothing for ya
And your current man can't do anything to match the wealth.


Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These women are not trustworthy.


Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Wow, these women are not to be trusted.


Just got rich
I just became wealthy.


Took a broke nigga bitch
I took a girl away from a man who had less money.


I can make a broke bitch rich
I can make a woman who had little money wealthy.


But I don't fuck with broke bitches
But I don't date women who aren't wealthy themselves.


Got a white girl with some fake titties
I'm dating a Caucasian woman with breast implants.


I took her to the Bay with me
I took her to the Bay Area with me.


Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
We're smoking weed with our eyes closed.


Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a rockstar
Rolling up the ecstasy pills, I'm famous like a rockstar.


She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wants to ingest narcotics, smoke marijuana, and become inebriated.


She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wants a man in prison.


She wanna fuck all the rappers
She wants to have sex with all the rap artists.


Black girl with a big booty
An African American woman with a large posterior.


If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (Right away)
If she's attractive, let's start a relationship quickly.


We up in this club, bring me the bottles
We're in the club and I want alcohol.


I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
I see that you came to this club with your boyfriend.


That's a no no girl
That's not allowed.


All is funny in the air
Things are feeling odd and awkward.


I wanna see you dance
I want you to show off your dance moves.


With Ciroc in the system?
When I'm drinking Ciroc vodka?


Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
I can't predict whether I'll have sex with or reject these women.


That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
That's what they call me because I'm naturally a pimp.


No relation, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em
I have no emotional connection, I replace women easily.


LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Luxury brand products.


Them hoes ain't loyal, they rotatin'
These women are not trustworthy, they are passing between men.


School me to the game, now I'm on my duty
Teach me how the industry works, now I'm committed to it.


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 run-down vehicle.


fuck that bitch
I don't care about her anymore.


I got my own hoe
I have a woman of my own.


fuck your weed
I don't want your drugs.


Got my own smoke
I have my own supply of marijuana.


Had to put my mink back on
I had to put my mink fur coat back on.


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


Come on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Why are you pretending?


Baby show me something
Implying she should show him sexual or affectionate attention.


When I call her, she gon' leave
She'll leave her current man when I call her.


And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
I'm confident she'll be unfaithful to him.


You don' spent bread on her
You spent money on her.


And it's all for nothing
All that money spent for nothing in return.


Yeah, let me see
An exclamation of interest or curiosity.


Oh these hoes ain't loyal
These women cannot be trusted.




Lyrics ยฉ 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 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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