SINGER: Frankee

SONG:F.u.r.b. (clean Version)

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
talkin 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
What i did, was your fault somehow
the presents, i threw all that shit out
don't go cryin you didn't mean jack
well, guess what yo, you right back
What i did, was your fault somehow
the presents, i threw all that shit out
don't go cryin you didn't mean jack
well, guess what yo, you right back
You thought you could really make me moan
i had better sex all alone (ha ha ha ha)
i had to do your friend
now you want me to come back, you must be smokin crack
i'm goin else where and that's a fact
all those nights i moaned real loud
it, i faked it, aren't you proud?
all those nights you thought you broke my back
well, guess what yo, your sex was wack
All those nights i moaned real loud
it, i faked it, i'll rent you out
all those nights you thought you broke my back
well guess what yo, your sex was wack
Whoa, whoa
uh uh yeah
Whoa, whoa
uh uh yea
Whoa, whoa
uh uh yea
Whoa, whoa
uh uh yea
You questioned, did i care?
maybe i would howl if you wanna come to me
now it's over
but i do, admit i'm glad i didn't catch your crabs
i can't swear bad cause i got to go
What i did, was your fault somehow
the presents, i threw all that shit out
don't go cryin you didn't mean jack
well, guess what yo, you right back

You made me do this!