I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach time I think you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And write you a poem But off of the dome would probably be a little More for this type of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I can of bars just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll just be to rattle off some other reasons
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, 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 only knew how much I you For every motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us Then I be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't know how you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I think of 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 to sit down And write you a letter But I thought a song would be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made And of how much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink To a stupid of paper, I'd rather let you see How much I 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 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 that I 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 I just move on, I have no choice but to But every I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' 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 think of you, I
it Fuckin'