Brian “Big Ba**” Gardner - Puke lyrics

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Brian “Big Ba**” Gardner - Puke lyrics

[Intro] *Eminem puking into a toilet* There I go--thinking of you again [Hook] You don't know how sick you make me You make me f**ing sick to my stomach Every time I think of you, I puke You must just not know You may not think you do, but you do Every time I think of you I puke [Verse 1] 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--whoa I got a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of Sixteen bars, this ain't enough to put some ink to So f** it, I'mma start right here I'll just be brief I'm Bout to rattle off some of the reasons I knew I shouldn't 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 Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Now I'm sitting here with your name on my skin I can't believe I went and did this stupid sh** again My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim Shi-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-it If you only knew how much I hated you For every motherf**ing thing you ever put us through Then I wouldn't be standing here crying over you Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-who [Hook] [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 probably just shred up--yeah I stumbled on your picture yesterday and it made me stop and think of How much of a waste it'd be for me to put some ink to, a stupid piece a Paper, I'd rather let you see how Much I f**ing hate you in a freestyle You're a f**ing coke-head s*ut, I hope you f**ing die I hope you get to hell and Satan sticks a needle in your eye I hate your f**ing guts, you f**ing s*ut, I hope you die Di-ii-ii-ii-ii-ii-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 cause I want you back It's just that when I think of you, it makes me wanna Yack-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-aa-ack What else can I do? I haven't got a clue Now I guess I'll just move on, I have no choice but to But every time I think of you now, all I wanna do Is pu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uu-uke [Hook] f**ing b**h

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