See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch Talkin' shit like a snitch Why you write a song 'bout me If you really didn't care You wouldn't wanna share Tellin' everybody just how you feel
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack Well guess what yo, fuck you right back
You thought you could really make me moan I had better sex all alone (ha ha ha ha) I had to turn to your friend Now you want me to come back You must be smokin' crack Im goin' else where and thats a fact
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Fuck all those nights I moaned real loud Fuck it, I faked it, aren't you proud Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back Well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Whoa whoa Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa Uh uh yea
Whoa whoa Uh uh yea
You questioned did I care Maybe I would have if you woulda gone down there Now it's over But I do admit i'm glad I didn't catch your crabs I can't sweat that cause I got to go
Fuck what I did was your fault somehow Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out Fuck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack Well guess what yo, fuck you right back.
Frankee - F.U.R.B. (Fuck You Right Back)- Fuck what I said it don’t mean shit now Fuck the presents might as well throw ‘em out Fuck all those kisses it didn’t mean jack... (0)