Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Give 'Em the Finger , by - Pudgee Tha Phat Bastard. Release date: 09.07.2015
Song language: English
Give 'Em the Finger |
| Recognize TALENT, when talent’s in your face |
| And maybe next time I won’t have to put you in your place |
| You wanna play games? |
| Then come and see me now |
| We’ll play a game of catch, and you will catch a beatdown |
| Party or a card shark, you know that I turn out |
| Don’t wanna be a star y’know cause stars burn out |
| And I’m — comin any day, day now, hey there, hey now |
| I’ll see your sucker ass on the way down |
| Can you make it last, can you make it last baby? |
| Kiss my, kiss my — are you crazy? |
| Sex — you know how I feel about that |
| I’m givin bitches more humps than there are on a camel’s back |
| And black, I pack a dick a little longer than pinkie |
| But you know I fill hoes with more cream than a Twinkie |
| People give me much respect cause I’m a rap singer |
| But if they diss me I give 'em the finger (the middle!) |
| (You can get the finger!) What finger? |
| (The middle!) |
| Hey diddle diddle there’s no riddle cause I’m QUICK to give the middle |
| The third from the left and from the right yeah that’s the middle |
| So what?! |
| If you want it then bring it and get up on it |
| To coin a famous phrase, if ya got it then ya flaunt it |
| You so-called superstar rappers do not move me |
| Teddy Riley and his first group couldn’t groooove me |
| I got the superb, flow I suppose |
| And got more rhymes than swiss cheese got holes |
| I’m runnin around you chicken you, doin it all the way dickin through |
| Don’t front listen you you’re pussy so I’m stickin you |
| Now you’re wishin that you never woulda stepped to the frontline |
| Got mad styles but you don’t want mines! |
| Words I got piles and piles so I don’t mind |
| You comin at me with the juvenile styles |
| Give me respect yo, cause I’m a rap singer |
| But if you diss me I’m givin the finger (the middle!) |
| And you in jeapordy if there’s a discrepancy yo I’m here |
| And I’ll be straightenin out problems like Al Sharpton’s hair |
| I know you laid out a schematic or a plan |
| But it’s «Gone With the Wind» and frankly my dear I don’t give a damn |
| Rule number one is that you never ever take a step |
| Without mappin out the step 'til no mistakes are left |
| Rule number two is that you’re always gonna need your friends |
| Number three is that your enemies are really friends |
| I counted three strikes, so I guess that means that you’re out |
| At least you know NOW what I was tellin you about |
| I do rehearsal and I’m ready for the drama |
| Because I’m controversial not commercial like Madonna |
| My words’ll grate a perpetrator like Milli Vanilli |
| I’m smokin, not front yes I’ll be blunt like a Phillie |
| People give me much respect cause I’m a rap singer |
| But if they diss me I give them the fingers! |