fuck you right back

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
I'm 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

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.

"You made me do this..."

by: frankee