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