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 must not know You may not you do but you do Every 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 More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a reasons off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put 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 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 put us through Then I be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You me fuckin' 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
I was take the time to sit down And write you a letter But I thought a song probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you probably just up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it stop 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 fuckin' you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' die I hope you get to and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your fuckin' guts, you slut, I hope you die Die
But please 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 just that I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I move on, I have no choice but to But every time I of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every time I of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do time I think of you, I puke
it Fuckin'