Dj Clue - Middle Finger You lyrics

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Dj Clue - Middle Finger You lyrics

[Verse 1: Cam'ron] Since B.I.G., bigger been better Chicks, they trickin' for cheddar Get the flip, flip the flip, flip at the flip of a feather We whippin' whenever Whips, we whip 'em through weather Snow, rain, sleet, get it together, christmas in leather I smell s**ers here, your wife, I corrupt her ears She go downtown, never come up for air She a mermaid, since the third grade Dirty used to serve treys tryna get a fur paid Baby, do rep, but ladies, do step 8 to 80, come to my crib, I'm Baby Hugh Hef' Jacuzzi, elevator, maid, two chefs Gang on my hyph, Funk Flex, 100 2-steps I go to people who can't hear with two breaths And Russel Simmons and ask 'em all, who's deaf? I been on the block since '90, who left O.G.'s or old keys, living legend, true vet I sell dope, sling crack, move X Ex's, hallways, always, who's next The chain is chunky too, color is Sunny Dew Funky monkey, monkey see, monkey do [Hook x2: Juelz Santana] Once again it's on This that middle finger music Put your middle fingers up Get your middle fingers moving Middle finger who? Middle finger you Middle finger who? Middle finger you [Verse 2: Cam'ron] You find me the curb of the block The nerve, I'm servin' to cops He pulled his badge, dag, he deserved to get popped Herb disturbing with pot, I rockin' the fur Turbin, swervin', emergin', he certain I'm hot I'm hurtin' it ahk, ya earth, she slurpin' my co*k Work on her, workin' her, purchase a knot Let's get it perkin' in person, I got percs in stock That's prescription pills, call me Mr. Pill Or call me Brett Favre, I just skip through fields 5 to 8, 8 to 12, I done skipped some mils I get chicks and chill, even that get ya k**ed But mami, teeth f**ed up, tell her fix her grill Can't afford it, whoa, go get some bills s** my dick, no, not a lick until No h*mo, this time lick and seal My backyard Sea World, I got fish and seals I'm just that deal, I would pitch and deal Mission still with the steel, whatever not to miss a meal Here come the frisk and feel Put my wrist and steal Before I leave, blow my weed on this biscuit steel Now sniff that piff, yeah, smell that herb Gotta melt it, word, get out my pelvis perv Get the young'n's played, and the elders heard You a turkey and a chicken, can't sell a bird ? [Hook]

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