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Frankee f u right back

See i dont, know why, you cryin like a b***h talkin s**t like a snitch, why you write a song about me if you really didnt care you would wanna share, tellin everybody just how you feel,
f**k what i did it was your fault some how, f**k the presents, i threw that s**t out, f**k all the cryin you didnt mean jack well what yo, f**k you right back x2
you thought, you could, really make moan i had better sex all alone (ha,ha) i had to do your friend, now you want to come back you must be smoking crack im going elsewhere and thats a fact,
Chorus 2 f**k all those nights i moaned real loud, f**k it, i facked it arnt you proud, f**k all those nights you broke my back well guess what yo, you sex was wack x2, you questioned did i care, maybe would howl if you wanna come to me now its over but i do abmit im glad i didnt catch ya crabs i cant sware bad cause i got to go

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