text: The Boy Lyrics
  Yeah, hes messed up a couple times
  But he’s my glass of cherry wine
  And I drink and I drink til Im drunk off of him
  I’m in love
  Gasp, he just hit me up to come over
  He said what?
  Momma said, Always be kind, girl 
  But I got something I should say , uh
  Boy, Im sick and done and tired 
  Im not yours to manipulate, uh-huh 
  Oh boy, hold your tongue, I dont want no pology
  Cause we both know you’re thinking wit’ was under your jeans
  Sent your friends over to tell me youre missing me
  But I don’t care, so tell that boy that I am fine
  I dont care about the day he decided to leave
  I wont be there when he tells another lie so
  Im gon’ use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me, lemme say it again, now babe
  I dont care about the way he thinks its so sweet 
  All that sugar cone gon be bad for me tomorrow 
  Im gon use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me
  All my girls inside the place now 
  Wonder why we switch sides sometimes 
  Wipe that good look off your face 
  Ooh, you better not act surprised 
  Oh boy, hold your tongue, I dont want no pology
  Cause we both know youre thinking wit was under your jeans
  Sent your friends over to tell me youre missing me
  But I dont care so tell that boy that I am fine
  I dont care about the day he decided to leave
  I wont be there when he tells another lie so
  Im gon use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me
  Lemme, lemme say it again, baby
  I dont care about the way he thinks hes so sweet 
  All that sugar cone gon be bad for me tomorrow 
  Im gon use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me
  Oh, oh, dont care about me
  Thats fine with me, babe
  You dont care about me
  And thats fine with me
  Fine with me, fine with me 
  It is what I need, oh 
  Dont care about, care about
  Care about, care about me, oh
  I dont care about the day he decided to leave
  I wont be there when he tells another lie so 
  Im gon use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me
  I dont care about the way he thinks its so sweet 
  All that sugar cone gon be bad for me tomorrow 
  Im gon use all of my words for weapons
  Cause the boy dont care about me
  Girl, thats old, were done with thatEmbed