Young Mula, baby!
Ha ha, 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 have her 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 an inch when she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by 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 done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)
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
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga’s 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 Bob Marley, I’m a Rasta
She wanna do drugs (Drugs)
Smoke weed, get drunk (Wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers (Let me see)
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (Nothing, no)
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 this money in the air, I wanna see you dance
Just got rich (Got rich)
Took a broke nigga’s bitch (Yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches (Girl, it’s you)
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Yeah, yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (No, nothing, oh no)
Oh, these hoes ain’t loyal (Oh-oh-oh no)
Whoa, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see
Her nigga fell in love, turned into a woosy
24-7 he was eatin’ that pussy (Eatin’ that pussy)
But these hoes ain’t faithful
A nigga like me will have your bitch on tape though
I been knowin’ not to trust these hoes
I get bread, get head, and fuck these hoes
In that order
Don’t switch it around
Relationships change, it’s so different now (It’s so different now)
No high-school sweetheart
These bitches pimpin’
All these opinions
Women on women
Lickin’ them titties
Sex in the city
Hella “Instagram likes” but you ain’t pretty
Bitch!
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 done spent your bread on her
And it’s all for nothing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see)
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, babe, woo!)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (Can’t nothing for you)
Oh, these hoes ain’t loyal (Oh, no)
Whoa, these hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see (Woo!)
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can’t do nothing for ya (Oh, whoa-oh)
Oh, these hoes ain’t loyal (They be playing games, yeah)
Whoa, these hoes ain’t loyal
Oh, yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain’t loyal
Let me see
Exploring Themes of Trust and Loyalty
“Loyal (West Coast Version)” by Chris Brown delves into the complexities of trust and relationships in contemporary urban culture. The song’s lyrics reflect a cynical perspective on loyalty, particularly within the context of romantic entanglements influenced by fame and wealth. Brown and his collaborators narrate scenarios where financial status and temptation challenge the stability of relationships, highlighting how loyalty can be compromised by material desires and social status. The repeated refrain underscores a sense of betrayal, suggesting that some individuals are more interested in what someone can offer materially than in genuine connection.
Cultural Commentary and Attitude
The track blends bravado with vulnerability, using vivid storytelling and sharp observations about modern dating norms. The references to social media, nightlife, and shifting relationship dynamics provide a commentary on how external factors can shape personal bonds. Through its catchy hook and memorable verses, “Loyal” resonates as both a party anthem and a cautionary tale about misplaced trust.
Song Credits
Artist: Chris Brown
Songwriters: Christopher Brown, Sean Combs, Omari Grandberry, Tyrone Griffin Jr., Dwayne Carter Jr., Bobby Brackins, Nic Nac
Release Year: 2014
Label: RCA Records