Lyrics:
I I
Fingered it out
Fingered it out
I was texting my girl the other day
Did not want people know what I say
Internet slang is what I said
I'm
One, two
A one, two, three, four
Six-fingered man
Playin' a seven string guitar
There are seven deadly sins
Any one of them will do you in
Six-fingered man
Playing a seven-string guitar
There are seven deadly sins
Any one of them can do you in
Take what you lost from what you win
Short-Fingered Vulgarian
Bona fide barbarian
A wannabe authoritarian
Short-Fingered Vulgarian
He's always been a little crass
He slapped the doctor
Yeah
Ahh
It's Treh LaMonte
Uh Huh
Yeah
Yea
It Gets Cold
In the winter
Who would figure
Paper cuts and fingered notes up on my fingers
My London
You'll get fingered with a clip, you's a big pussy (whoa)
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you're big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big
whammies (hah)
These Perkys, these Xannies, I'm pourin' up this Actavis (woo)
I'm failin' this test every time (yeah)
I fingered this hoe while we ridin'
Pockets to hold them down
Pockets to keep them around
Pockets to shoot them in
Pockets to fill when you win
Pockets to cram a jammed fingered
my Saint
Saint Dismas he is my Saint
And they call me Fingers Malone (Fingers Malone)
So light fingered you'd better never leave me alone
I'm always
Ainsley Harriot fingered your Dad's stink hole
Ainsley Harriot fingered your Dad's stink hole
GG you mug, GG you mug
GG you mug, GG you mug
GG you mug, GG
Q-q-quarexd
Honky tonk with your bitch, then she get fingered
Dumb as fuck, boy you move like a right winger
My teacher doesn't know I'm on my ringer
Im a go catch me a nigga
I fingered the trigger
I twig twig twig
Im a go spin in a big body bizzle
That rubber go dig dig dig
I just went copped me
have my two fingered salute, my two fingers, my two fingers
Yeah you can have my two fingered salute, my two fingers, my two fingers
Don't it seem
My 11 fingered girlfriend
She has a thing for you
My 11 fingered girlfriend
Can be your friend too
My 11 fingered girlfriend
She knows a thing or two
Shanice I thought you were the one
But then you fingered my bum
Shanice I thought you were the one
But then you fingered my bum
Shanice I thought you
sacrifice could make her stay
In the rose fingered light of the morning
She's coming up
In the rose fingered light of the morning
She's coming up
The whole
now and you say to yourself
"Ok my baby clean conscience anyways"
Four fingered fisher man alright
finger four fisher man so uptight
hello
you're
Three fingered hand
For precise peanut picking
Three fingered hand
Send signals to aliens
Three fingered hand
You can sell some cartilages
Sell them
We just running bands
And this a helping hand
5 Fingered, gold diggers
In a minivan
I'm hollin' Alex
Please don't shoot it
Cocaina on a keychain
Got
so they call to me
She's like a dirt fingered God with the pharmacy blues
She's gonna save my soul with narcotics and booze
I had a dream of broken
Mookie back me up
Got on my 4 fingered rings
Brady, Branch, and Gronk
I can't complain about having a full plate
When my plan was to eat in the first place
soul full of shame
You fingered the blame
I'm livin' so low my life is shattered and in flame
You're blinded by your own hypocrisy
Well you may fool
Brisbane
One Way flight from England
Bad b want get fingered
Please stop taking pictures yea
Used to be Levi jeans wit a sweater
Now my Amiri be gripping
to just go home
All you sticky fingered boys who never had a clue
That all the eyes
All of the eyes in the room are glaring down at you
Well I need you
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