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!