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