I Won't Dance

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!)When A rich nigga want ya
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal
 Yeah, yeah, let me seeJust got rich
 Took a broke nigga 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 that Bob Marley
 I'm a rasta
 She say she wanna do drugs,
 Smoke weed, get drunk
 She wanna see a nigga trapped
 She wanna fuck all the rappersWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (nothing no)
 These hoes ain't loyal (no they ain't)
 These hoes ain't loyal
 Yeah, yeah, let me seeBlack 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
 Took a broke nigga bitch
 I can make a broke bitch rich
 But I don't fuck with broke bitchesWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (no, nothing)
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal
 Yeah, yeah, let me seeWith ciroc 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
 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 the hoot
 Fuck that bitch
 I got my own hoe
 Fuck your weed
 I got my own smoke
 Had to put my mink back on
 Tell that bitch
 Put a ring back on
 MontanaCome 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 just spent your ring on her
 And it's all for nothingWhen a rich nigga want you (want you baby)
 And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (can't do nothing for ya)
 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
 These hoes ain't loyal
 These hoes ain't loyal
 Yeah, yeah, let me see
 Yeah, yeah, let me see
 Yeah, yeah, let me see
 Let me see
 These hoes ain't loyal
 Let me see