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Middle Finger Up

by tracy chapman

Yeeeeeeeeah(Yeeeeeeeeah)
uhhhhhhhhhh(uhhhhhhhhhh)
and I'm feelin like(Feelin like)
and I'm feelin like(feelin like)
Verse
Yeah... and I'm feelin like what the heck is this, if ya say a diss, I'ma tell ya this, You gon shoot and miss, I'ma shoot and hit
Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips, X you off the list, can't co exist, you ain't gon be miss
Steady stackin chips, Looking at the wrist, tryna see a glist, you ain't makin this, seeing you gettin piss
Good relationship, bad relationship, no relationship, guess is cool for you say I got a gift
If you ain't on the team, you ain't on the team, we gon be surpreme, you gon do ya thing at the limousine
If ya on the team, rollin wit the dream, tryna get a ring, you gon get a ring, you gon be a king
I ain't 16, I ain't 17, tell me watchu mean, I'ma grown man I be gettin green
Don't be sippin lean, tell me watchu mean, never movin slow, quickest to do', I be gettin green
Handle the do', hand me some mo', gamble it no, got a kid that I'm grabbin it fo' (sike)
I ain't got a kid, If i ever did, then he know is his, have a hundred mil-l-ion fo' I go
Askin me yo', after the show, whatchya legacy, did ya really go platinum or gold
Answer them no, can't really show, none of that in heaven, so I never really answser em so
He got upset, he tried ta get, on the internet, tryin tell em that I ain't jamin no mo'
cain't dance on the flo', brag on the flow, feelin like my voice givin romance to the flow
sad fo' the do', mad fo' the do', bad fo' the do', all of it and not half of the do'
faster I go, crash fo the do', now i gotta go, cuz i think a couple fans comin bro
Hook
HMMMMM
I hatechu You hate me
you think Im livin for you then you must be crazy
My middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...
middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up
money don't make me
I hatechu You hate me
can't tell me how to live my life becuz you ain't me
My middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...
middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up
for those who hate me
*talking*
Verse
Whatchu wanna do you don't have a clue you was never true
meet me any place you can get erase I'ma break ya face let em make a case let a hater sue
gotta little problem wit BCD I ain't never authorize this CD
holla at my lawyer you cain't see me see me in the aston martin I'm like beep beep
boys back in school they was tryna talk down platinum pot of gold yeah thats whatcha boy found
Lookin like a fool tell me how they talk now running around town boy I swear that boy clown
how you talk trash when its you that i fed Yeah I talk trash cuz of you i aint scared
Tell me that I change cuz i grew and got bread sayin that its strange that its you that not bled
down on the ground clown of the town say it to my face you can find me I'ma be around
Wanna play the game step em to the mound wanna be a snake I'ma be a shark I'ma see ya drown
Hook
HMMMMM
I hatechu You hate me
you think Im livin for you then you must be crazy
My middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...
middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up
money don't make me
I hatechu You hate me
can't tell me how to live my life becuz you ain't me
My middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...
middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up...middle finger up
for those who hate me
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