Middle Finger lyrics

Yeah

In the house

Ladies and gentlemen

Paul Wall

The balling is big

'Cause the hustle is hard

The grind is rather huge

So the jealousy is quite large

With credit cards and cash stacks

My mind focused on greenbacks

I go and get it

I don't relax

The player hating is to the max

Kush sacks and powder packs

No time to eat

It's just snacks

That's whiskey shots and cognac

Getting fucked up like college frats

No exaggeration, just facts

Fascination with paper stacks

And masturbating on bubbas' backs

They're assassinating my player stats

Gang sharp like thumb tacks

Go dump on horse gump

They chew me up like Orbits gum

Swallow cock and eat cum

Go get rocks and eat crumbs

I run from cops but bar none

I'm in the streets just like a bum

If you don't like it, come get you some

I hear 'em talking that shit

But they ain't saying shit

They don't wanna start shit

Tell them they can eat shit

They all full of shit

Cuz they nuttin' but shit

If they keep on talking shit

Ima make 'em eat shit

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Fuck you (fuck you)

Fuck you (fuck you)

Hold up

I got moves to make

I cruise this globe you

Gonna have to wait

Ima slap that bitch upside your face

But bitch don't smile

Ima have to hate

I don't think it that shit too lightly

Microphone got me in the zone

With a shot of Patrón

We're gonna have to brone

Ima slap this bitch upside your dome

Y'all know what? Me and Paul Wall

Gonna hold this white bullshit up

Gonna fuck them guts like some slut

Yo bitches better go lube up

Get chewed up and spit out

Like snot I blow this shit out

I love when rock and roll gets mixed with hip hop, ho!

This gun is clocking

Hit the show

These pockets fat from shows I stole

This cobra gold like days of woe

We're blasting classics

Now you know

I'm head to toe

You're on Abbey Road

I flip this super nasty flow

It keeps the ladies on the go and they all coming back for mo'

I hear 'em talking that shit

But they ain't saying shit

They don't wanna start shit

Tell them they can eat shit

They all full of shit

Cuz they nuttin' but shit

If they keep on talking shit

Ima make 'em eat shit

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Fuck you (fuck you)

Fuck you (fuck you)

Fuck all the haters!

Seize the fake

Increase the stakes

This Gold Cobra and Wall the Great

Please wait, no sweet escape

Just swisher sweets

And kush grades

Police on the take

No peaceful fate

For peace is the shit they speak the hate

Just broken bones and body heads

You gotta leap from the waist

Hello police state

Keep my mind up on my cake

I'll fly like Superman

But no cape

Dripped and draped in that street scholar

Hardly awake and half baked

Peak the technique

Clean the slate

The flow is so well done like steak

Break em down

I got some moves to make

Go fuck yourself if you can't relate

They talk yeah

They talk

They talk

They talk

They done dug themselves a hole

They know it's all they fault

Gonna pour this salt straight on the wound

Better catch this jet it's leaving soon

Infection might be settling in

But this doctor done checked out the room

We blazing through like Xanadu

What?

Now y'all know what not to do

This crack here might not be for you

But Ima leave you crackers black and blue

We wreck this shit like hand grenades

You've blown to bits and get thrown away

This blunt done smoked up half a day

But I had to piss on your parade

I hear 'em talking that shit

But they ain't saying shit

They don't wanna start shit

Tell them they can eat shit

They all full of shit

Cuz they nuttin' but shit

If they keep on talking shit

Ima make 'em eat shit

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Motherfucker, fuck you

With my middle finger up

Fuck you (fuck you)

Fuck you (fuck you)

Take all the pieces of the puzzle

If they ain't fittin', we're in trouble

Busting all your asses like a bubble

You know I'm made at you

Fuck you and your attitude!

• Artist:Limp Bizkit
• Album:Gold Cobra (2011)