Frankie F U R B
There are two sides to every story
See I don't know why your cryin like a bitch
Talkin shit like a snitch
You had to write a song bout me
If you really didn't care you wouldn't want to share
Tellin everybody just how you feel
f..ck what I did, it was your fault somehow
f..ck the presents, I threw all that shit out
f..ck all the cryin, it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, f..ck you right back
f..ck what I did, it was your fault somehow
f..ck the presents, I threw all that shit out
f..ck all the cryin' it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, f..ck you right back
See you thought you could really make me moan
I had better sex all alone
I had to to fool your friends
Now you want me to come back
You must be smokin crack
I'm going elsewhere and that's a fact
f..ck all the nights, I moaned real loud
f..ck it I faked it, I'll rid you out
f..ck all the nightsyou thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was whack
f..ck all the nights, I moaned real loud
f..ck it I faked it, I'll rid you out
f..ck all the nights you thought you broke my back
Well guess what yo, your sex was whack
You question did I care
Maybe I would have
If you wouldv'e gone away
But now it's over
But I do admit I'm glad
I didn't catch your crabs
I can't swear back
'cause I got to go
f..ck what I did, it was your fault somehow
f..ck the presents, I threw all that shit out
f..ck the cryin, it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, f..ck you right back
You made me do this
