..(You know there's 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
 

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 al
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, aren't you proud?
fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back
well guess what joe,your sex was wack


 ooh ooh
uh uh yea

You questioned did I care
maybe I would have if woulda 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 Im not ur hoe

fuck What I did, was your fault somehow
fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out
Fuck all the cryin it didnt mean jack
well guess what yo, fuck you right back

... (you made me do thïs)....