You Make Me Sick! (Explicit) 歌詞
You Make Me Sick! (Explicit) - Ashnikko
Lyrics by：Ashton Nicole Casey/Oscar Scheller/Slinger
You make me sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a b***h like you
Click click click click woof
You like my boots
I could squash you like a little rotten fruit
On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise
Attitude and the booze won't save you
You ****ing loser
Redmeat deadbeat you ****ing tumor
Can't believe I let your hands inside my bloomers
Better count your blessings I got humor
Got a knife too
I call her tilda bet your ****ing a*s that I'mma use her
****ing user
Cokehead cretin
Your life is a blooper
Splinter-looking a*s born in a sewer
Suck a d**k then I bite I'm a chewer
Go find another b***h to hoover
Count the days until you lose her
I'm mad
You **** my life up then you say my bad
You don't know your way around a p***y call you chad
Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag
Kinda sad
Little nads
I'm mad
You make sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a b***h like you
Click click click click woof
You like my boots
I could squash you like a little rotten fruit
On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise
Attitude and the booze won't save you
Hello waitress
I want his head for dinner
Silver plate it
Cut his tongue out first
Let's hear him go and try and say s**t
I'm abrasive
I'm a dragon
Animorph and shapeshift
Fire breathing break s**t
Brain-eating amoeba
Coming for you I'm contagious
Ruined what was sacred
I was living good before your locusts and your plague hit
I always ****ing fake it
Now you're crying and you're shaking
I'll take your tears and bottle em and use em as a face mist
I'm beautiful
I'm mad
You **** my life up then you say my bad
You don't know your way around a p***y call you chad
Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag
Kinda sad
Little nads
I'm mad
You make sick
You make me turn my insides out onto the bricks
I could never train a b***h like you
Click click click click woof
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