Middle Finger

The break's over Mad house, baby You got my back? Uh-huh I know you feel me, right? No doubt That's a fact Uh-huh Models keeping it tight Let them have it, Sham Y'all weren't expecting this Uh-uh Nah Uh-uh I don't think so No, no Baby Sham, D Kelly with that ill flow I said sick it Huh? Come on Hey shorty, you turning me on with your figure Hands up, I got my fingers on the trigger Well, it's Kelly got my back, that's my nigga Baby Sham moving up, getting bigger New styles and metaphors, keep it gritty Real sick I gets down from a city Me see say some of them a follow P Diddy Wannabes and copycats sound Shortys living it up, oh that's pretty Looking good I'm gonna want that kitty Mummy's got my name tattooed on her titty That's my girl for life, yeah See me, every yardie in the party popping collar Bringing heat to the streets for a dollar Setting trends for my friends, we don't follow That's the way a gangster stay, all right? Holler! To all my dogs in the streets making papers And all my thugs who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters A'ight Big up to ladies in their jobs making papers And all the shorties who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters A'ight? Come on Hey, why you come running your mouth, huh, daily? Showing off, we know you soft, what's the dilly? Must I remind you of my dogs back in Philly Have you forgotten how you got smacked, silly? Bosses always wanna be funny, ain't it funny? Just when a nigga life start looking sunny We got the tools for you fools, get it, dummy Shit will happen if you play with my money Honeys love it when my ears just nappy And all my Puerto Rican girls call me papi A lot of chicks giving lips kinda crappy Ghetto girls know to keep niggas happy Ooh, the gyal dem just a tease me And the gyal dem just a blow and just a breeze me On your lobby, I'ma sure squeeze me Shorty, do your thing, you know how to please me To all my dogs in the streets making papers And all my thugs who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters Big up to ladies in their jobs making papers And all the shorties who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters Come on Hey shorty, you turning me on with your figure Hands up, I got my fingers on the trigger Well, it's Kelly got my back, that's my nigga Baby Sham moving up, getting bigger New styles and metaphors, keep it gritty Real sick I gets down for my city Me see say some of them a follow P Diddy Wannabes and copycats sound Shortys living it up, oh that's pretty Looking good I'm gonna want that kitty Mummy's got my name tattooed on her titty That's my girl for life, yeah See me, every yardie in the party popping collar Bringing heat to the street for a dollar Setting trends for my friends, we don't follow That's the way a gangster stay, all right? Holler! To all my dogs in the streets making papers A'ight And all my thugs who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters Big up to ladies in their jobs making papers Madhouse Baby Sham And all the shorties who are true money makers We forcing these gates open We breaking these locks We gonna take a step up in this mob shit, you know what I mean? Huh To all my dogs in the streets making papers Yeah And all my thugs who are true money makers Baby Sham Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters Big up to ladies in their jobs making papers And all the shorties who are true money makers Yeah Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters To all my dogs in the streets making papers Word up, boss And all my thugs who are true money makers Shout out Yeah Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters Baby Sham, D Kelly Yeah Middle fingers in the air for the haters Big up to ladies in their jobs making papers And all the shorties who are true money makers Put your finger in the, get your finger in The middle fingers in the air for the haters