Formosa East Coast

• 專輯：II
• 發行：2011-12-30
• 演唱：無限融合樂團

作詞: 作曲:

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris Brown]
Young Mula, baby! (Let me see)
Haha, you thought it was over? (Let me see)
[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 bitch your 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 half time, I’m the shit, 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 fuck with me!)
[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga 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 bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck 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 the Bob Marley I’m a Rasta
She say she wanna do drugs (drugs) smoke weed, get drunk (wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers (uh-huh)
[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya(nothing oh)
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 bitch with your man
That’s a no-no girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga’s bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don’t fuck with broke bitches
[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you(want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya(no nothing no oh)
These hoes ain’t loyal(oh no)
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah,yeah,yeah let me see
[Verse 4: French Montana]
HAH! Once Cirocs in the system
Ain’t no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em (HAH!)
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain’t loyal, man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put it in the loader
She was riding in that Hooptie (WHOOP!)
Fuck that bitch
I got my own ho
Fuck your weed
I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch, put her ring back on
Montana
[Verse 5: Chris Brown]
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)
[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga want you(want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya(can't do nothing for you)
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
When a rich nigga want you(want you baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya(oh wow huh)
These hoes ain’t loyal
These hoes ain’t loyal
Let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh These hoes ain’t loyal