[Verse 1: Fuck love, what's You fuckin' round, then coming No time for games, got a plane to catch I don't want the ring if it meant I'm tryna this love thing work minute I'd be thinking you've got a curve This got nerve Tryina me for a bird I want this shit, you can keep that purse You can keep that whip, you can have bitch You'll never find another 10-caramel skin with the tan I fuck with the hype man So stop hyping shit like it's the first night, damn been that you hit it, 'bout 100 times From the room to the kitchen like one more I used to the dishes you was all up in it Now you act different
[Hook: Lanez] You're tryna give me the tough But shawty you I get enough love So mama if you me tough love Then you gon' have me "fuck love" Fuck love, fuck love, love Girl you have me "fuck love" Fuck love, fuck Girl you me saying
2: Trina] Hold up! up! Hold up! All rich niggas know me I was in the benz, so drop A bands on the trophy 'bout who you want I'm in the new Leron And this king size is where you And we I tell you was wrong And I fucked around and tried to it all But I-I showed up right here night for the night cap here Take flight for the night here Fuck around and get it right back No one calling up, no one up Cause you gon' us Cause when you with me You what's all enough