[Intro]
cum on my face noises}
There I go...
Thinkin' of your mum again...

[Chorus]
You don't know how your mum makes me,
she make me fuckin' sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of her I [puke].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but she dus,
Everytime I think of her I [puke].

[Verse 1]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and take a poo
But off of the coke i would probably be a little more steamin,
More suitable for this type of mong, woah.
I got a one reason off the middle of my FAT COCK that I can think of,
TEN MILLION bars, this ain't enough to put a donk on it,
So fuck it, I'ma finish right here, I'll just be a retard
what am i on about.
I knew I shouldn't go and get another tattoo,
Of paynies mum on my arm, but what do I go and do?
I go and get another one, now I got seven, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo.
Now I'm sittin' here, with paynies mums 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 deby payne, shi-i-i-i-i-i-it.
If you only knew how much I loved you,
For every- naughty word '-thing you've ever put us through,
Then I wouldn't be standin' here cryin'over you
poo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-moo.

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me,
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but you do,
Everytime I think of you I [puke].

[Verse 2]
I was gonna take the time to sit down and write you a little letter,
But I thought a song would probably be a little better,
Instead of a letter, that you'd probally just shred up, yup.
I stumbled on your picture of paynies dad yesterday and it made stop and think of,
How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to,
A stupid piece of, paper I'd rather let you see how,
Much I fuckin' hate you in a freestyle.
You're a fuckin' coke head slut I hope you fuckin' die,
I hope you get to hell and satan sticks a needle in your eye,
I hate your fuckin' guts, you fuckin' slut I hope you die, piiiiiieeeeeeie-ie.
But please don't get me wrong, I'm not bitter or mad,
It's not that I still love you, it's not 'cuz I want you back,
It's just that when I think of you it makes me wanna yack ak47 up ya mams
,
But what else can I do, I haven't got a clue,
Now I guess I just move on, I have no choice but to,
But everytime I think of you now all I wanna do
Is coooooockkkkkkkkkkkkkk

[Chorus]
You don't know how sick you make me,
You make me fuckin' sick to my stomach,
Everytime I think of you I [poooo on sum1s face].
You must just not know, uo-uo-uo-uo-uo-uoh,
You may not think you do but you do,
Everytime I think of you I [poo].

[Outro]
paynies mum luvin it again :) }
God damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fuckin' fitter