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Giggs (rapper)( Nathaniel Thomson )
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Middle Fingers (feat. Waka Flocka Flame, Gunna Dee, Killa Ki)
Chorus Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**as Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as x2
Giggs Verse Ni**er put your middle finger up now All you other pu**y ni**ers duck down Ni**er put your middle finger up Get the ringer out ama get them ni**ers touched Fuck it ama fill em up Man will turkey ni**ers ama get them ni**ers stuffed When its dinner time, and we let them spinners frost Pass it over here ama show you how to swing a? Getting money so a ni**er stunt Check my bank account you see how them figures jump Get that alcohol, now a ni**er drunk The realest ones, that am still amongst Man like jimmy on da rocks dat will spill along When were on the battle field think them ni**ers run So if you wanna dis me better bring a gun
Chorus Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as x2
Verse (Gunna) Ill let it ring out, when that beef calls Ni**ers squashing beef like there making meat balls Fuck peace, I just keep that piece full Fuck police ni**er I don't need rules Bring the piece like Gandhi, show him to Jesus Pick up the piece, let them pick up the pieces Yeah, (Gunna) Turn your lights off when that nine releases Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Like amen, put your lights out on your day in If I get that low down, I ain't waiting Let that 3 8th spin I ain't playin, ni**er I don't play I ain't a pimp but I can make that pu**y pay These ni**ers playing, but they can't press replay When I press on the spesh and blow his chest away
Chorus Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**ers Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**ers x2
Verse (Killah Ki) Ni**ers rapping good, but cuz they ain't live the lie I've been in mad beef had to grip ma nine So fuck your rapping lies, still got a trapping life Half a box of the duck? This is real ni**er music South London, pecknarm, trust me we do dis We grip and we shoot sticks, we trap and we move bricks Here in the UK, if you never knew this We beef south from the queens house Yellow brick blocks, that be the deep south Peckham boys black gang, ni**ers know what were bout Soon run the rap game cuz I ain't got no doubt
Chorus
Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x3 And scream fuck y'all ni**as Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as Put your middle fingers up x2 Fuck, fuck, fuck y'all ni**as x2
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