F.y.r.b. ( Fuck You Right Back)

Frankee

Whooooa... Oh, Oh
Ooh, Oh

No, no, no...
Parlato: "You know there are
two sides to every story"

See I don't know why
You cryin' like a bitch
Talkin' shit like a snitch

Why you
Wrote 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
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
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
You questioned did I care

Maybe I would how
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
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

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You made me do this

Soft karaoke
Words