Ciara and Future Call Off Engagement
The R&B power couple are breaking up after rumours of Future cheating...
Just three months after the birth of their son, Future Zahir Wilburn, Like A Boy singer Ciara has called time on her relationship with rapper Future.
The Body Party duo have long been heralded as somewhat of a golden couple, with Future singing about his love for Ciara on track Trophy, and the pair often sharing romantic photos on social media.
However, their break up comes amid rumours of Future's infidelity and - while neither party has commented as of yet - Ciara was spotted at Riccardo Tisci's birthday party in Ibiza sans engagement ring.
"He cheated on her. Game over," a source told Us Weekly.
"She's devastated," said a second insider. "Ciara's focus now is the baby."
Future and Ciara got engaged in October of last year, after announcing their relationship in January 2013.
You should get out on the floor, go and get your sexy on
If you know that you're better than the new girl that he on
Go 'head and tell him now, "You gon' miss me when I'm gone"...
Aye yo, CiCi
Let me show you how to do a singing bitch greasy
You was by Lenox, yeah, the one on Peachtree
I was with Dimitri
Seen you on your Love & Hip Hop, Mendecees
"F-f-f-fuck these petty niggas" is a bitch motto
I-If I say it on wax, every bitch follow
I-If I'm sipping in the club, Myx Moscato
I-I got a big fat ass, big dicks follow
Hit them with the back shots, hit them with the ass shots
Take them to the bank then I hit them with the cash drops
I do it big, I hit them with the caps lock
I'm gonna ball, I hit them with the mascot
No, I never been there, but I like to Bangkok
Big fat titties when they hanging out my tank top (huh)
You gon' play me? On Instagram, niggas trying to shade me
But your bitch at home trying to play me, I'm Nicki M Weezy F, baby
Man, fuck you and your lady, gun butt you, cause you're shady
Now which bitch want it, cause that bitch get it
I gave him to you, bitch
(Don't fucking forget it) I just went through a break up (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
But it's okay, I got my cake up (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Do my hair, put on some makeup (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Trying to see where tonight gonna take us (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
I post some pics up looking sexy (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Now this nigga wanna text me (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
How much you wanna bet me? (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
He gonna regret the day he left me (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Celebratin' our breakin' up, oh whoa
Bartender, go 'head and pour me a little more
Tonight we gon' have us a good time
Let's have a toast to our goodbyes... oh whoa
Ladies, it's your song, so as soon as this come on
You should get out on the floor, gon' and get your sexy on
If you know that you better then the new girl that he on
Go 'head and tell him now "you gon' miss me when I'm gone" (I'm out...)
I'm out...
(M-m-m-miss me when I'm gone) I'm out...
I'm out...
Now tell me, do my ladies run this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Not even Hammer can touch this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
We standin' up on all the couches (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Tomorrow you gon' hear about this (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
This is what you hearin' through your speakers (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
That's why we dancin' til our feet hurt (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
See I found out he was my problem (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Tonight I came out here to solve him (ooh yeah-yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah-yeah)
Celebratin' our breakin' up, oh whoa
Bartender, go 'head and pour me a little more
Tonight we gon' have us a good time
Let's have a toast to our goodbyes... oh whoa
Ladies, it's your song, so as soon as this come on
You should get out on the floor, gon' and get your sexy on
If you know that you better then the new girl that he on
Go 'head and tell him now "you gon' miss me when I'm gone" (I'm out...)
The way I put it on you got you goin' trippy, trippy
You wanna come for it, wishin' you could get it, get it
No-o-o-o-oooo
No-o-o-o-oooo
I got you hot, make you stop when you see me, see me
You got your hand up, talking 'bout, "Gimme, gimme"
No-o-o-o-oooo
No-o-o-o-oooo
{Ladies, it's your song, so as soon as this come on}
Say "fuck these petty niggas" if these niggas did you wrong
If he got a new bitch, then tell that bitch meet you outside
And pop her like a molly 'til them bitches recognize
(I'm out) Grinning...
(I'm out) I'm winning - the end and the beginning
I send them on an errand then I son them like my children
You couldn't get a fan if it was hanging from the ceiling (I'm out...)