Lyrics:
Fat Freddy's fingers so lazily linger on the ebony and ivory keys
Seduced by a logic fuelled by the darkest liquid made from the sea
Warm it would
tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her fingers
Streets are on fire tonight
Death is on the tip of her tongue and
Danger's at the tip of her fingers
get it
By any means
All 5 boros too thoro
Ta hear a scream
Pedal to the floor
Middle finger to the law
Pedal to the floor
Middle finger to the law
You consider me your girlfriend
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes
Hypnotized by you, I should linger
Staring at the ring 'round your finger
I
much but
I know you by heart
Your body's second nature
I do what it takes to shake ya
I don't have to lift a finger
'Cause I know you by heart
I'll be
She don't cross her fingers
When she smiles!
She don't cross her fingers,
When she smiles!
Words and Music by Jerry Liliedahl
finger flippin' son of a gun
Play by the rules
You're gonna miss all the fun
He was always drag racin' and he kept the sheriff chasin'
But they never
3 chainz, owww
Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers
by twelve
Just as easily as you and I do by ten
Now if man had been born with six fingers on each hand
He'd probably count
One, two, three, four,
They want that
Raw uncut beef patty
Get caught by the
Lime green and khaki
I only lean when
I only lean when turning
Through the city
My fingers are
RELY
ALWAYS BY MY SIDE MY FINGERS ARE CROSSED
I CAN'T LET IT SHINE YOU STOLE MY HOPE
ALWAYS BY MY SIDE MY CHANCES ARE GONE
I CAN'T LET IT SHINE IT'S
Written by Skip Battin and Kim Fowley
I ran to tunnel of love
You were no longer sparking clean
Well my boat got stuck in the fog
Here I used to go
Ooh, hey, hey
Ha
(Ooh,oh, ooh)
Got my fingers crossed
I'm hopin' I'll be skatin' with you
Got my fingers crossed
I'm hopin' I'll be skatin'
Cookin' up a storm, piece of cake (cake, cake, cake)
Spittin' out that fire, feel the blaze (feel the blaze)
Takin' over, we don't play by
Get your finger up in the air
This here finger baby just don’t care
It’s known all across the world
And it’s used by all the boys and girls
This
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
Sometimes there's somethings that I just can't seem to put my finger on
Seems like some people might forget to ever just turn their blinkers on
What
do for yuh
Your finger's gonna get di ring
Me gan walk di aisle with yuh
Baby for yuh
Bad man a fi act a fool yeah
Shawty with yuh mi a fi stay
Mi
holding up my ring finger
Mane Freak em
He don't like me ion like him either
Always holding up my ring finger
Mane Freak em
He don't like me ion like him
Crucify me and my fiends
Acting like they know my streets
Acting all brand new
We be in the church with the middle finger up
We be in the church with
It's been a long cold winter without you
I've been crying on the inside over you
You just slipped through my fingers as life turned away
It's been
me?
So what? You blowing up just a little,
They knowing you a little,
Don't give a finger in the middle
'Cause little nigga, you would never be
Without
"Good, 'cause I’m dying of thirst
And I want to drink your pussy juice!" She
Starts to rub faster
And faster plunging her finger in
And out of me
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