[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
[Verse 1] I was gonna take a little time to write you a little poem But off of 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 ??? So fuck it I'ma start right here I'll just be briefer Bout to rattle off some other reasons I know I shouldnt go and get another tattoo of you on my arm But what do I and do? I go and get another one now I got two Oooooh I'm sittin here with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did this stupid shit again next girlfriend now her name's gotta be Kim If you only knew how much I hated you For every mothafuckin thing 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 not knoooooowww You may not think you do But you do everytime I think of you I puke
[Verse 2] I gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter But I thought a song would prolly be a little better instead of a letter That you'd prolly just shred up ??? I stumbled on your picture The other day and it made me stop and think of how much of a waste It would be to put some ink to a stupid piece paper I'd rather have you see how much I fucking hate you in a freestyle You're a fucking ??? and 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 I'm mad It's not that I love you its not that I want you back It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna gag But what else can I do I havent 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
[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 think of you I puke