You Make Me Sick! (Explicit)歌词-Ashnikko

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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