I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how you make me You make me sick 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 probably be a little more More suitable for this 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 fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll be briefer 'Bout to off some other reasons
I I shouldn't 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 I went and did that stupid shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here over you Ooh!
You don't know how sick you 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 time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the to sit down And you a little letter But I a song would probably be a little better Instead of a letter, that you just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your yesterday and it made stop And think of how much of a waste 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
a fuckin' 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 please get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad It's not that I love 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 I just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now all I do Is
You know how sick you make me You make me sick to my stomach Every time I of you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'