Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Middle Finger Up, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Greatest Verses 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.04.2018
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English
Middle Finger Up |
Yeah |
And I’m feelin like |
And I’m feelin like |
What the heck is this, if you say you diss |
Imma tell you this, you gon’shoot and miss, imma shoot and hit |
Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips |
Takes you off the list, can’t co excist, you ain’t gon’be missed |
Steady stacking chips, lookin’at the wrist, tryin’to see a gliss |
You ain’t making this, see you getting pissed. |
New relationship, bad relationship, no relationship |
Guess it’s cool for you to say I got a gift. |
If you ain’t on a team, you ain’t on a team. |
We gon’be supreme, you can do your thing at the limousine |
If you on a team, roll on with the dream- |
Tryin’to get ring, you gon’get a ring, you gon’be a king |
I aint 16, I ain’t 17, tell me what you mean |
I’m a grown man, I be getting green |
Don’t be sipping lean, tell me what you mean |
Never moving slow, quickest to the dough, I be getting green |
Hand thru the door, hand me some more, gamble it no! |
Got a kid that im grabbin’it fo'! |
Psych, I aint got a kid, if i ever did, then you know it’s his |
Have a hundred milli and for i go (?) |
Asking me yo, after the show, whats your legacy |
Did you really go platinum or gold |
Answer them no, can’t really show |
None of that in heaven, so I never really answer them so He got upset, he tryin’to get on the internet |
Tryin to tell 'em I ain’t jammin’no mo' |
Can’t dance on the floor, brag on the floor |
Feelin’like my voice really givin romance to the floor |
Sad for the dough, mad for the dough, bad for the dough |
Faster I go, crash for the dough, |
Now I gotta go, cause I think a couple of fans coming bro. |
I hate you, you hate me You think I’m living for you, then you must be crazy |
My middle finger up, |
Middle finger up Money don’t make me… |
I hate you, you hate me can’t tell me how to live my life because you aint me My middle finger up, |
Middle finger up Fo’those who hate me… |
This song’s for you, if you woke up this morning thinking about what you gonna |
do to hate on somebody |
who tryin’to build a dynasty, a legacy, I hope you see this when you look in the mirror-my |
middle finger up, middle finger up… |
What you wanna do, you don’t have a clue, you was never true |
Meet me any place, you can get eraised, imma break your face, |
Let 'em make a case, let a hater sue |
Got a lil’problem with PCD, I never authorized this CD, |
Holla at my lawyer that can’t see me, see me in the Aston Martin |
And I’m like beep beep! |
Boys back in school, they was tryin’to talk down |
Platinum pot of gold, yeah thats what ya boy found, |
Looking like a fool, tell me how they talk now |
Running 'round the town, but I swear the boy clown |
How you talk trash when it’s you that I fed |
Yeah I talk trash cause of you I ain’t scared |
Tell me that I changed, 'cause I grew ain’t got bread |
Sayin’that it’s strange, that it’s you thats not bled |
Down on the ground, clown of the town |
Say it to my face, you can find me, imma be around |
Wanna play the game, step up to the mound |
wanna be a snake, Imma be a shark, Imma see you drown |
I hate you, you hate me You think im living for you, then you must be crazy |
My middle finger up, |
Middle finger up |
(Money dont make me) |
I hate you, you hate me Can’t tell me how to live my life because you aint me my middle finger up, |
middle finger up for those who hate me… |
Hello to my haters… |