I go Thinkin' of you
You know how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every time I think you I You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit And you a little poem But off of the dome would probably be a more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain't to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll 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, your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did that stupid shit My next girlfriend, now her gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only how much I hated you For motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us through Then I be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you I
I was gonna the time to sit down And you a little letter But I a song would probably be a little better 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 much I fuckin' you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you slut, I hope you die Die
But please get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna
But what can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I I just move on, I have no choice but to But time I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You know how sick you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of you I You must just not You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'