I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every I think you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you I puke
I was gonna the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would be a little more More for this type of song, woh
I got a million off the top of my head that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put ink to So fuck it, I'm a right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to rattle off 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 and did that stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For every motherfuckin' thing you've put us through I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every time I of you I puke You must just not 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 song would probably be a better Instead of a letter, you probably just shred up, yeah
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 stupid piece of paper, I'd let you see How I fuckin' hate 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 don't 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 when I think of you it makes me wanna
But what 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 of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach time I think of you I puke You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I think of you, I
it Fuckin'