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
n***a that's that nerve
Why give a b***h your heart
When she rather have a purse
Why give a b***h your inch
When she rather have nine
You know how the game
Go she be mine
About half time
I'm the shit ooh
n***a that's that nerve
You all about her
And she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this b***h
No flamingos
And I've done everything
But trust these hoes
CB f**k with me
When I rich n***a want you
And your n***a can do nothing for you
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Whoa these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah yeah let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke n***a b***h
I can make a broke b***h rich
But I don't f**k
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 n***a trapped
She wanna f**k all the rappers
When I rich n***a want you
Want you babe
And your n***a can't do nothing for you
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 b***h
Let's get to it
Right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl
That you came in this b***h
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 n***a b***h
I can make a broke b***h rich
But I don't f**k with broke bitches
When I rich n***a want you
Want you babe
And your n***a can't do nothing for you
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 f**k
Them or will I diss them
That's what they be yelling
I'm a pimp by blood
No relation I don't chase them
I replace them
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
F**k that b***h
I got my own hoe
F**k your weed
Got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that b***h 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 do spent bread on her
And it's all for nothing
When I rich n***a want you
Want you babe
And your n***a can't do nothing for you
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 n***a want you
Want you babe
And your n***a
Can't do nothing for you Oh
Oh these hoes ain't loyal
Bbay paly game
Let me see
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
