I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I think you I You must not know You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the to sit down And write you a poem 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 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 off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get 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 on my skin I can't believe I went and did that shit again My next girlfriend, now her gotta be Kim Shit!
If you knew how much I hated you For motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' you Ooh!
You don't know how you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach 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 time to sit And you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little Instead of a letter, that you probably shred up, yeah
I on your picture yesterday and it made stop And of how much 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
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a in your eye I your 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 you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just that I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do, I haven't got a Now I guess I just on, I have no choice but to But every time I of you now all I wanna do Is
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every I think of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you, I
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