Noooh ohhh no no nohh
You know there are two sides every storys
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, 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 Joe 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 Joe your sex was wack
Oh oh aha aha yeah
(4x)
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.
Oh oh aha aha yeah
(4x)
You make me do this
Writer(s): Mark Passy, Eamon Jonathan Doyle, Kirk Steid Robinson
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