lunes, 14 de febrero de 2011



See I don't know why you cryin' like a bitch
talkin' shit like a snitch
who are 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 do your friend
now you want me to come back
you must be smokin' crack
Im goin' else where and thats a fact

Fuck all those nights
I moaned real loud
fuck it, I faked it,ain't you proud
fuck all those nights
you thought you broke my back
well guess what your,
your sex was wack

Fuck all those nights
I moaned real loud
fuck it,I faked it,arn't you proud
fuck all those nights
you thought you broke my back
well guess what your,
your sex was wack

ooo ooo, uh uh yea (x4)

You questioned did I care
maybe I would have
if you would have been a man
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

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