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There I go thinkin of you again
Chorus
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fucking sick to my stomache
Everytime I think of you I puke
You must just not knoooooowww
You may not think you do
But you do everytime I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and
write you a little poem
But off of the dome would probably be a
little more
More suitable for this type of song woah
I got a million reasons off the top of my
head that I can think of
Sixteen bars this ain't enough to put some
ink to
So fuck it I'ma start right here I'll just be
briefer
Bout to rattle off some other reasons
I knew I shouldnt go and get another tattoo
of you on my arm
But what do I go and do? I go and get another
one now I got two
Oooooh Now I'm sittin here with your name on
my skin
I can't believe I went and did this stupid
shit again
My next girlfriend now her name's gotta be
Kim Shiiiiiiiit
If you only knew how much I hated you
For every mothafuckin thing you ever put us
through
Then I wouldnt be standin here cryin over you
booooooooo
Chorus
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fucking sick to my stomache
Everytime I think of you I puke
You must just not knoooooowww
You may not think you do
But you do everytime I think of you I puke
I was gonna take the time to sit down and
write you a little letter
But I thought a song would probly be a little
better instead of a letter
That you'd probly just shred up yeah I
stumbled on your picture
Yesterday and it made me stop and think of
how much of a waste
It would be to put some ink to a stupid piece
of paper
I'd rather have you see how much I fucking
hate you in a freestyle
You're a fucking cokehead slut I hope you
fucking die
I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a
needle in your eye
I hate your fucking guts you fucking slut I
hope you die (diiiiiie)
But please don't get me wrong I'm not bitter
or mad
It's not that I still love you its not that I
want you back
It's just that when I think of you it makes
me wanna yak eeeack
But what else can I do I havn't gotta clue
Now I guess I just move on I got no choice
but to
But everytime I think of you now all I want
to do is puuuuuke
Chorus
You don't know how sick you make me
You make me fucking sick to my stomache
Everytime I think of you I puke
You must just not not knoooooowww
You may not think you do
But you do everytime I think of you I puke
Fucking bitch
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Durée : 265 s |
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