I go Thinkin' of you
You know how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every I think you I puke You just 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 write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a more More 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 it, I'm a start right here, I'll just 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 here, with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did that stupid shit My next girlfriend, now her name's be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For every thing you've ever put us through Then I be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a better Instead of a letter, that you probably just up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture and it made stop And think of how much of a waste 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 cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I you die Die
But don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you It's just that when I think of you it 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 I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't know how you make me You make me sick to my stomach time I think of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every I think of you, I puke
it Fuckin'