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