I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how sick you me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach time I think you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit 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 that I can 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 reasons
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 here, with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did that stupid again My next girlfriend, now her gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing ever put us through 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 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
I was gonna take the time to sit And write you a letter But I thought a would probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably just shred up,
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it 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 much I fuckin' you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to hell and Satan a needle 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 I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I move on, I have no choice but to But time I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You know how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'