Fuck Your Man - K. Michelle

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 your man

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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 fuck 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

Fuck your man