Loyal (DJ Tedsmooth Remix) cover

Loyal (DJ Tedsmooth Remix)

Chris Brown

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Who y'all talking to man? Uh uh! L.O.X. (Yeah! Let me see!) You know we had to do this right? Remix! (Ted smooth! Straight face! You remember!) Hey! Feeling like I just got signed (Yeah!) Feeling like these hoes all mine Ha! But I know they ain't loyal (Uh Uh) If I leave 'em out too long they'll spoil (oh) Oh-Oh-Oh! I can tell she want a tough though (Ha!) Burner on me mad ice in my hublot WOO! Had to take her to my other crib Never bring her 'round where my baby mama live Pop bottles get a dutch let's burn up Fuck a movie all she wanna do is turn up (Turn up) She just wanna come to my shows I'd done did everything but trust these hoes When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh) These hoes ain't loyal... (I got a story to tell) (remix) (whoa) Those hoes ain't loyal Let the pound cake and the clear wax oil you (ha ha) Used to sling girl out aluminum foil Got your bitch out like she just got boiled (ha!) Man she want me to play with her I just lit up a J with her (yeah) Now she want me to stay with her Better have four other bitches to lay with her (better) Cause my wife gon' kill me (kill me) Got five bitches to hit she might feel me (oh) But them hoes ain't loyal (uh-uh) Get down and dirty somethin' like soil (nope) You a rich nigga, they foil you You a broke nigga won't call you When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh) These hoes ain't loyal... (I got a story to tell) (remix) (whoa) These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah – let me see) Staying out night with the ballers You a creep you get right to the crawlers (Hmm) Thought you was in The Heights with Toya (Yup) You in the shorts then letting niggas dog ya (oh) And that's a fact I took a rich nigga bitch then I passed her back We just did a couple shots blew half a sack Think about it all the time 'cause her ass was fat (Yeah) Got you open like a kid in the candy store Or you stay away from it they just hand you more They don't own that life, you'll understand me more You just need to know that her pussy can't be yours Sucker! 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 just spent your ring on her And it's all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah) When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (I got a story to tell) (oh) These hoes ain't loyal... (whoa) These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah – let me see) When a rich nigga want you And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh) These hoes ain't loyal... (whoa) These hoes ain't loyal... (yea-yeah – let me see) Yeah! Let me see! Yeah! Let me see! Yeah! Let me see! (Oh these hoes ain't loyal) Let me see!

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