Loyal (These Hoes Ain't)
Summer Fantasy
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Young Mula baby
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 never ringin' on her ring on last night
Ooh, nigga that's that nerve
Why give a bitch a heart when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes, she be mine by halftime, I'm the shit
Ooh, nigga that's that nerve
You all about her and she all about hers
Birdman Jr. in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes (CB fuck with me)
When a rich nigga want ya
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
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 smokin' marijuana
Rollin' 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
When a rich nigga want ya (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya
These hoes ain't loyal (Loyal)
These hoes ain't loyal (Yeah, yeah)
Black girl with the big booty
She a bad bitch, let's get to it
We up in this club, bring me the bottle
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's an no-no, girl
All this money in the air, I wanna see you dance
Just got rich (Got rich)
Took a broke nigga bitch (Yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
When a rich nigga want ya (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Nothin', no, no)
These hoes ain't loyal (Loyal)
These hoes ain't loyal (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rich young nigga, name got bigger
And my change got bigger so my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, "Money ain't a thang"
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 carryin'
All these carats like I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Shout out Weezy F, keep a redbone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Ooh, man I wouldn't trust that bitch, no
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me somethin'
When I call her, she gon' leave me
And I put the bottom dollar, she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me somethin'
You just spent your ring on her
And it's all for nothin'
When a rich nigga want ya (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Do nothin' for ya)
These hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no)
These hoes ain't loyal (Yeah, yeah)
When a rich nigga want ya (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Oh, whoa)
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal (Yeah, yeah)