I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I 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 the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a more suitable for this type of song, woh
I got a million off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some other
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 stupid shit My next girlfriend, now her name's be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be here 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 just not 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 probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably just shred up,
I on your picture yesterday and it made stop And think of how much of a waste be for me to put some ink To a piece of paper, I'd rather let you see How I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you 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 don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter 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 wanna
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue 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 don't how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You must just not You may not you do but you do time I think of you, I puke
it Fuckin'