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

(album: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly - 2004)

Oh oh
Oooh
No no no

(You know there is two sides to every story)

See I don't know why you crying like a bitch
Talking shit like a snitch
Why you write a song 'bout me
If you really didn't care
You wouldn't wanna share
Telling 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 crying 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 crying 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 smoking crack
Im going 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 crying it didn't mean jack
Well guess what yo, fuck you right back.

oh oh
uh uh yea
oh oh
uh uh yea
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uh uh yea
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uh uh yea

You made me do this