I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my time I think you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a little suitable for this type of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can of Sixteen bars just ain't to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some other
I I shouldn't go and get another 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 your name on my I can't believe I and did that stupid shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you've put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' cryin' over you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every time I of 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 letter But I thought a would probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made And think of how much of a waste it'd be for me to put ink To a stupid piece of paper, I'd let you see How much I fuckin' you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' 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 I want you back just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I just move on, I have no but to But every time I of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't know how you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you, I
it Fuckin'