F**k Your Man (Interlude)

I know it was you
Calling and hanging up
Sayin' you wanna fight me
You and I both know
You would lawyer up
No bustin' windows
No stabbin' tires
I'll just throw on
My sexiest attire
Tell him to come by
My needs are dire
Turn a cold night into a cozy fire
I should fuck yor ma-a-an
I probably wouldn't enjoy it
I'll probably send him back
Better be glad Mama raised me better than that
'Cause 'cause if he did he did
He would be right here
I should f**k your man
Call it evil
Call it spite
'Cause tonight
Call he just might
And if I
And if I answer
Who knows
I should f**k your man
Since your man ain't stickin'
You just keep right on pickin'
Something's just not clickin' woo
I'm no chicken listen
I should f**k your man
I would but I ain't gonna pay that fee
You so happy but that nigga been on every team
But still he still not in the league
Pardon me
I should f**k your man
But I'm better than you and him
'Cause I don't want nobody with four earrings
And a baby that's not from me
Or have me hangin' from the shower rod recording me
I don't wanna fuck
F**k your man