F*ck Love - Trina

Fuck love, what’s that?

You fucking around then coming back

No time for games, I got a plane to catch

I don’t want the ring, if it ain’t meant

I’m trying to make this love thing work

Next minute I be thinking,

Gotta curve this nigga got nerve

Tryna play me for a bird

I don’t this shit

You can keep that purse

You can keep that whip

You can have that bitch

You’ll never find another ten caramel skin

Wit the right tan

I don’t fuck with the hype man

So stop hyping shit

Like it’s still the first night, damn

Been let you hit it

Bout a hunned times

From the room kitchen

Like one more round

When I use to do the dishes

You was all up in it

Now you wanna act different

You trying to give a nigga tough love

But shawty know I give her nuff love

So mama if you keep this up love

Then you gon have me singing

Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love

Girl you have me singing like fuck love, fuck love, fuck love

Girl you have me singing like

Hold up hold up hold up

All these rich niggas know me

I was in the benzo drop, drop

Hundred bands on a trophie

Talking bout who you want

I’m in a new lauraunt

And this king size is where you belong

And we argued until you was wrong

And I fucked around and tried to lose it all

But I, shit I’m right back here

Late for night for the night cap here

Take flight for the night back here

Fuck around get it right back here

Know I’m calling up

Is you gon fall or what

Cuz when you fuck wit me

You know it’s all or none

You trying ti give a nigga tough love

But shawty know I give her nuff love

So mama if you keep this up love

Then you gon have me singing fuck love

Fuck love, fuck love, fuck love, fuck love

Girl you have me singing like fuck love, fuck love, fuck love

Girl you have me singing like

All that I want is you

Can’t let you go

Can’t waste my time

Please don’t you tease me

Please don’t you tease

Cause all I got to tell you

I know your love is true

With what you put me through