I go Thinkin' of you
You know how sick you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every I think you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you I puke
I was gonna the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a little More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a reasons off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain't to put some ink to So it, I'm a start right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get tattoo Of you on my arm, but do I go and do? I go and get one, now I got two Ooh!
Now I'm sittin here, with name on my skin I can't believe I went and did stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name's be Kim Shit!
If you knew how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I of you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And you a little letter But I a song would probably be a little better of a letter, that you probably just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it stop And think of how much of a waste be for me to put some ink To a stupid of paper, I'd rather let you see How I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Die
But please get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I I just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now all I do Is
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every I think of you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'