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

No, no
No, no, no
I know there are two sides to every story

See, I don't know why
You're crying like a bitch
Talking shit like a snitch
Oh, why'd you write a song about me?
If you really didn't care
You wouldn't wanna share
Telling everybody just how you feel

Fuck what I did
It 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
It 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
I had to talk to your friend
Now you want me to come back
You must be smoking crack
I'm going elsewhere and that's 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

Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah

You question, 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
It 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, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah
Oh, oh, uh-uh, yeah

You made me do this