I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I think you I You must just not You may not you do but you do Every time I of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And you a little poem But off of the dome probably be a little more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million off the top of my head that I can think of bars just ain't enough to put some ink to So it, I'm a start right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some other
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 stupid again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I of you I puke You must 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 you a little letter But I a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably just shred up,
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 hate 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 fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not or mad It's not that I still love you, not 'cause I want 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 just move on, I no choice but to But time I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' 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
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