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[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris Brown]
Em D/B C
Young Mula, baby
C D Em
You thought it was over?
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Em D/B C
I wasn't born last night,
I know these hoes ain't right
C D Em
But you was blowing up her phone last night,
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Em D/B C
, that's that nerve, why give a bitch your heart when she'd rather have a purse?
C D E
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine? You know how the game goes,
she be mine by halftime, I'm the shit, oh
Em D/B C
, that's that nerve, you all about her, and she all about hers
C D Em
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes
[Chorus]
Em D/B C
When a rich want ya
C D Em
And your can't do nothing for ya
Em D/B C
These hoes ain't loyal
C D Em
These hoes ain't loyal. Yeah yeah
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Em D/B C
Just got rich, took a broke 's bitch
C D Em
I can make a broke bitch rich, but I don't with broke bitches
Em D/B C
Got a white girl with some fake , I took her to the Bay with me
C D Em
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana, rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
Em D/B C
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
C D C
She wanna see a trap, she wanna all the rappers
[Chorus]
Em D/B C
When a rich want ya
C D Em
And your can't do nothing for ya
Em D/B C
These hoes ain't loyal
C D Em
These hoes ain't loyal, Yeah yeah
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Em D/B C
Black girl with a big booty, if she a bad bitch let'Âs get to it
C D Em
(Right away) We up in this club (bring me the bottles)
Em D/B C
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
C D Em
That's a no-no girl, all this money in the air I wanna see you dance
Em D/B C
Just got rich, took a broke 's bitch
C D Em
I can make a broke bitch rich, but I don't with broke bitches
[Chorus]
Em D/B C
When a rich want ya (Want you babe)
C D Em
And your can't do nothing for ya (No nothing)
Em D/B C
These hoes ain't loyal (Ooh no)
C D Em
These hoes ain't loyal, Yeah yeah
[Verse 4: Tyga]
Em D/B C
Uh, rich young , name got bigger and my change got bigger, so my chains got bigger
C D Em
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes with the top down screaming out,
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