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Young Mula, babyYou thought it was over?
I wasn't born last nightI know these hoes ain't rightBut you was blowin' up her phone last nightBut she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, ohNigga, that's that nerveWhy 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 timeI'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerveYou all about her, and she all about hersBirdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingosAnd I done did everything, but trust these hoes(CB fuck with me!)
When a rich nigga want yaAnd your nigga can't do nothing for yaOh, these hoes ain't loyalWoah, these hoes ain't loyalYeah-yeah, let me see
Just got richTook a broke nigga bitchI can make a broke bitch richBut I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake tittiesI took her to the bay with meEyes closed, smoking marijuanaRolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rastaShe wanna do drugs (drugs)Smoke weed, get drunk (wasted)She wanna see a nigga trappedShe wanna fuck all the rappers
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)Woah, these hoes ain't loyalYeah-yeah, let me see
Black girl with a big bootyIf she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)We up in this club, bring me the bottlesI know girl, that you came in this bitch with your manThat's a no-no girlAll this money in the airI wanna see you dance
Just got rich (got rich)Took a broke nigga bitch (yeah)I can make a broke bitch richBut I don't fuck with broke bitches (girl, it's you)
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (no, nothing, no-woah)Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh-oh-oh, no)Woah, these hoes ain't loyal (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Yeah-yeah, let me see
Rich, young niggaName got bigger and my change got biggerSo my chains got biggerFerrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes with the top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thing"Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her)I sent her back home so you can lay with herOkay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryingAll these karats like I'm a fucking vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F, keep a redbone wetRose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a checkDo it too good when she ride that dick (woah)Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?Baby, show me somethingWhen I call her, she gon' leaveAnd I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheatCome on, come on, girl why you frontin'?Baby, show me somethingYou done spent your ring on herAnd it's all for nothing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for you)Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (oh, no)Woah, these hoes ain't loyalYeah-yeah, let me see
When a rich nigga want you (want you, baby)And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (oh-woah-oh)Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (they be playing games) (yeah)Woah, these hoes ain't loyalYeah-yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me seeYeah, let me seeLet me seeOh, these hoes ain't loyal (let me see)

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