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 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 would probably be a more More suitable for 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 fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll just be '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 here, with your name on my skin I can't believe I and did that stupid shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how I hated you For every thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here over you Ooh!
You know how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I think of you I 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 letter But I thought a song would probably be a better Instead of a letter, that you just shred up, yeah
I on your picture yesterday and it made stop And think of how much of a waste it'd be for me to put ink To a piece of paper, I'd rather 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 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 love you, it's not 'cause I you back It's just that I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what else can I do, I got a clue Now I guess I just move on, I have no but to But every time I of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't know how sick you me You make me fuckin' 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'