F.u.r..b. (Frankee)

F.U.R.B. (F* U RIGHT BACK) Oh oh Oooh No no no (You know there is two sides to every story) 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. oh oh uh uh yea oh oh uh uh yea oh oh uh uh yea oh oh uh uh yea You made me do this