Fuq Him
Aiyyo, Fuq him I'm so mad right now yo! For real, Fuq him!
You know what, I smiled that smile to get his attention
Needless to mention I sprayed that perfume to get him reminiscin'
I put on them high-healed shoes and the short, short skirt
Fuq him and the oil I put on my body
See, I'm a woman who loves her man, and Fuq him if he don't love me
Got me frantically crying eternally
Dialing six numbers and hanging up on the seventh
Dialing seven numbers and hanging up on the first ring
I'm dialing seven numbers waiting til' he answers and
Just plain hanging up
And Fuq him if he don't love me
He got me calling up old flings to change the scene and
Hanging with friends to make me seem happy
Going to the store just to be busy
Reading this book about love that reminds me to
Fuq him cause he don't love me
I want to holla at anotha
Just so he can see
I want to holla at anotha nigga
That expects the best out of me
I proceed to holla at a nigga but he don't hear me
And see It's not that he don't want to holla,
He just never heard me scream, Cause
"Deep In my mind, I’m only dreamin'”
I would wake wit a thought of this nigga
Then remind myself saying Fuq Him
Cause he don't love me
Curl my hair to keep shiit right for this nigga
Pretty underwear to show at night for this nigga
Trimming all kinds of pubic hair for this nigga
At one point, thought I’d give in quick for this nigga
Even though I know I should forget this nigga
I want to hold and squeeze and love this man
Though for this man I have portrayed a fool
Wrung myself out into a puddle of silly putty
And I make more than him So...
It ain't about the money!!
So Fuq that! I love that Nigga!
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