F.U.R.B. (F U Right Back)

No, ohh
 No no no
 You know there's two sides to every story
 See I don't know why
 You're crying like a bitch
 Talkin' shit like a snitch
 Why'd you write a song bout me
 If you didn't really care
 You wouldn't wanna share
 Tellin' everybody just how you feel
 Fuck what I did, was your fault some how
 Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
 Fuck off that cryin', it didn't mean jack
 Well guess what yo
 Fuck you right back
 Fuck what I did, was your fault some how
 Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
 Fuck off that 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
 I had to, to do your friend
 Now you want me to come back
 You must be smokin' crack
 I'm goin' else where and thats for 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
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 You question did I care
 Maybe I would have
 If you would it gone down me
 Now it's over
 But I do admit I'm glad
 I didn't catch your crabs
 I can't sweat that 'cause I bout to go
 Fuck what I did, was your fault some how
 Fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
 Fuck off that cryin', it didn't mean jack
 Well guess what yo
 Fuck you right back
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 Ooh ooh oh oh yeah
 You made me do this