[Intro: Lil Wayne, Chris Brown & (Nic Nac)]
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
N***a, that’s that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I’m the shit, oh
N***a, 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 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 2: 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
Not relation, I don’t chase em, I replace em (HANNNN!)
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain’t loyal, man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was riding in that hoopty (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

[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich n***a want you, want you babe
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: Too Short]
A n***a fell in love
Turn into a woosy
24-7 he was eating that pussy
But these hoes ain't faithful
A n***a like me will have your bitch on tape though
I been knowing 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
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!

[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich n***a want you, want you babe
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]
(Ha!) Uh, 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 sent 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 fucking vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a redbone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch, 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 done spent your bread on her
And it’s all for nothing

[Hook: Chris Brown]
When a rich n***a want you, want you babe
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
When a rich n***a want you, want you babe
And your n***a can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain’t loyal, they be playing games
These hoes ain’t loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Outro: Chris Brown & Nic Nac]
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal, let me see