Give `em The Finger Lyrics

Give `em The Finger lyrics

[Pudgee]

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!)



[Chorus: repeat 4X]

(You can get the finger!) What finger? (The middle!)



[Pudgee]

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!)



[Chorus]



[Pudgee]

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!