I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how sick you me You make me sick to my stomach time I think you I puke You just 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 write you a poem 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 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 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 sittin here, with name on my skin I can't believe I went and did that stupid shit My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you knew how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing ever put us through Then I wouldn't be here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my time 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 take the time to sit down 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 it'd 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 fuckin' 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 don't get me wrong, I'm not or mad It's not that I love you, it's not 'cause I want you back just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do, I haven't got a Now I guess I just move on, I no choice but to But every time I think of you now all I do Is
You don't know how sick you me You me fuckin' 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'