Frankee - F.U.R.B.

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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 bitch
talkin shit 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
chourse
Fuck what I did it 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
chourse
Fuck what I did it 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, to do your friend
now you want me to come back
you must be smokin crack
Im goin else where and thats a fact
chourse
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 Joe your sex was wack
chourse
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 Joe your sex was wack

ooo ooo
uh uh yea

ooo ooo
uh uh yea

ooo ooo
uh uh yea

ooo oo
uh uh yea

You questioned did I care
maybe I would have if you would have come to me
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
chourse
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

Inne utwory

  • Hell no
  • In love with me
  • HIM
  • Fuck you right back
  • Fuck you right back (deutsche)
  • I told you so
  • Gotta man
  • Who the hell are you
  • I do me
  • Losowe utwory

    Throw your hands up

    Yo this the queen b
    and i came to say a little sumthing
    on my girl missy shit
    now see i got sumthing to say
    thats right i got a problem
    i got a problem wit all yall muthafuckers out there
    that got a...

    What you say

    [Missy Elliott]
    I ve been through it all before
    that nigga ain t c mon back thru my door
    I couldn t help it, anymore
    so all your messages I ll ignore

    [LaTocha Scott]
    you made me believe, that I was your everything...

    Slap! slap! slap!

    [Verse 1: Missy]
    Me and my clique
    Run thur the gutter breakin down shutter
    As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna
    Ain t nothing better than these favorite buttas
    It s like freakin wit your lova tryin bust his rubba
    Have him have...

    Nikt i nic

    Biegnij za nią ile sił, dopóki jeszcze za późno nie jest,
    nim w słońcu stopnieje...
    Zanim ktoś podszepnie jej, że już za długo w mroku tkwiła,
    choć zawsze wierzyła...

    Że nikt i nic, już nikt i nic
    nie przeszkodzi Wam żyć tak by, by być
    by być szczęśliwymi

    Biegnij za...

    Rumours

    These people keep on talkin
    Scandalise to the early mornin
    Blowin out that player ballin
    To the maximum keep on jawin
    Hey now what goes around
    Is gonna come back to me an no doubt
    Im the girl that ya talk about
    Im...