I go Thinkin' of you
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do time I think of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would probably be a more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my that I can think of bars just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a start right here, I'll be briefer to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I 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 name on my I can't believe I went and did that shit again My girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how much I you For every thing you've ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standin' here over you Ooh!
You don't how sick you make me You make me fuckin' to my stomach Every time I of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you I puke
I was take the time to sit down And write you a 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 of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink To a stupid 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 you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your guts, you fuckin' slut, I hope you die Die
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not or mad not that I still love you, it's not 'cause I want you back It's just when I think of you it makes me wanna yack
But what can I do, I haven't 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 how sick you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my Every time I of you I puke You must not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'