I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how sick you me You make me fuckin' 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 take the to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would be a little more More suitable for type of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my that I can think of Sixteen just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some 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 sittin here, with 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 how much I hated you For motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us through I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't know how sick you me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach time I think of 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 take the to sit down And you a little letter But I thought a song would be a little better of a letter, that you probably just shred up, yeah
I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made 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 fuckin' you in a freestyle
You're a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope 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 It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna
But else can I do, I haven't got a clue Now I guess I move on, I have no choice but to But time I think of you now all I wanna do Is
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' 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
it Fuckin'