Fuck you right back lyric

Young white slut fucked by gangsta. As was perhaps made clearer than ever in the film Montage Of Heck , Kurt Cobain was obsessed with bodily functions. Early Nirvana, when they still kinda just copied the Melvins, with mixed results. I should stop drinkin I should stop smokin I need to focus I am the dopest, I'm the dopest You already know this Chosen, I've been chosen And I know you noticed it I got that potion, hocus pocus shit, 'Cuz I got these Vicodin verses For all these bitches you hurt when You told 'em, you fuckin' with me I know that you fuckin' with me I'm not these regular hoes You like these regular hoes You need to act like you know it You need to act like you know that I can do it, I'm the truest, I'm the coolest, and the truth is I've been up for days now You in my way now Stay in your lane now But don't, but don't stop. Editar playlist. Play no games No Freaky Freaky I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me Woo, woo You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie No, sweet Sweet like Pearland, sweet like Peachtree Like that I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me No, yeah, I like that I don't wanna, I don't wanna Seen it on the 'Gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely I don't, I don't But you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me I don't, I don't I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy No, yeah Good to have me on your side, I ain't sayin' that you need me Yeah, yeah Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy No, no, no I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me 'Cause I don't wanna No play no games, play no games I don't wanna, I don't wanna I don't wanna play no games, play no games I don't, I don't. Nami sing to me i love you sing to me Nami sing to me i love you sing to me Nami sing to me i love you sing to me Nami sing to me i love you sing to me.

Album: Miscellaneous. Fuck all those nights you thought you broke my back Well guess what joe,your sex was wack Ooh ooh uh uh yeah Ooh ooh uh uh yeah Ooh ooh uh uh yeah Ooh ooh uh uh yeah You question did i care Maybe i would have if would 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'm not your hoe Repeat chours ooh ooh uh uh yeah ooh ooh uh uh yeah ooh ooh uh uh yeah ooh ooh uh uh yeah you made me do this. 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. I'm Leaving 7. 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,ain't you proud? Yes No.

Add Comment. Please click here if you are not redirected within a few seconds. Review: RIFF-it. Frankee Miscellaneous Fuck You Right Back Oh oh ooooh no no no 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 Chours 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 present,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 reall 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 I'm goin else where and that's a fact Fuck all those nights i moaned real loud Fuck it,i faked it,ain't you proud? Frankie eamon's rebuttal Fuck you right back Oh oh oooh no no no 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 CHORUS fuck What I did, was your fault somehow fuck the presents, I threw all that shit out don't go cryin' you didn't mean jack well guess what yo, fuck you right back What I did was your fault somehow the presents,I threw all that shit out don't go cryin' you didn't mean jack well guess what your,fuck you right back You thought you could really make me moan I had better sex all along 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, aren't you proud?