I go Thinkin' of you
You don't know how you make me You make me fuckin' sick to my time 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 the time to sit down And write you a little But off of the dome would be a little more More suitable for this of song, woh
I got a million reasons off the top of my head I can think of Sixteen just ain't enough to put some ink to So fuck it, I'm a right here, I'll just be briefer 'Bout to off some other reasons
I knew I shouldn't go and get another 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, your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did that stupid shit My next girlfriend, now her gotta be Kim Shit!
If you only knew how I hated you For every motherfuckin' thing you've ever put us Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin' you Ooh!
You don't know how you make me You make me sick 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 of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit And you a little letter But I thought a song would probably be a little Instead of a letter, that you probably just up, yeah
I stumbled on your yesterday and it made stop 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 hate you in a freestyle
a fuckin' cokehead slut, I hope you fuckin' 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 not that I still love 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' sick to my Every time I think of you I You just not know You may not you do but you do Every time I of you, I puke
it Fuckin'