I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I think you I You must just not You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit 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 that I can think of Sixteen bars just ain't enough to put ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll be briefer 'Bout to rattle off some other
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 your on my skin I believe I went and did that stupid shit again My next girlfriend, now her name's be Kim Shit!
If you only how much I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you've put us through Then I wouldn't be here cryin' over you Ooh!
You don't know how sick you me You me fuckin' sick to my stomach Every I think of you I puke You must just not 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 little But I thought a song probably be a little better Instead of a letter, you probably just shred up, yeah
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 piece of paper, I'd let you see How much I fuckin' 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 slut, I hope you die Die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not or mad It's not that I still love you, it's not I want you back It's just that when I think of you it makes me yack
But what can I do, I haven't got a clue 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 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 of you, I puke
it Fuckin'