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 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 goes
She be mine by half time,
I'm the s t
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 f k with me!)
Hook Chris Brown:
When a rich n a want you
And your n a 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 b h
I can make a broke b h rich
But I don't f k 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 n a trap
She wanna f k all the rappers
Hook
When a rich n a want you
And your n a can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
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 b h with your man
That's a no no, girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
Bridge
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's b h
I can make a broke b h rich
But I don't f k with broke bitches
Hook
When a rich n a want you
And your n a can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Verse 4 Tyga:
Rich young n a
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 f king vegetarian
Shout out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet
Rose Role , hoes on deck
She know I got a cheque
Do it too good when she ride that d k
Man I wouldn't trust that b h
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
When a rich n a want you
And your n a can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
