Finger by The Purple Mouth Bandits Lyrics
[Verse 1: Wildcat]
Oh shit... fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, (yo), fuck you..
Rollin' down the street, with a zebra in the front seat
With a semi-uzi, (???) the bitch who tried to punk me
Runnin' his mouth, until I let my guns free
Then this bitch whispered in my ear, she wanna fuck me
I said okay, and I smacked her ass, with an axe
Call me Mad Max, cause I shot her in the back
With a bow and arrow. I got a double barrel, in my mouth
Kurt Cobain flow from the South
That fucked up shit is what I shout
When I'm on stage with Myke Brown, and Josh Sallee
And Pairadime and PMB
And E-Train (?), with a SubENT. logo, photo
For the bitches to see
On my fucking twitter, WildcatDroolz like a motherfucking shitter
Dirty, stinky raps for the (?) who're gettin bigger
Yeah this fat fuck is pissing me off, I'm bout to hit her
Fuck with the Sinister Mister
[Hook: Wildcat/DBLR]
Middle fingers to the sky, if you don't give a fuck
PMB, throw em high, we don't give a fuck
Middle fingers to the sky if you fuck with us
Put em up, throw em up
PMB bitch
[Verse 2: DBLR]
Screaming from the mountain hills
You know we got skills, so fuck you if you're doubting still
I really ain't 'bout all this Hollywood shit
They call it fame, well I call it bullshit
Cause I work hard, for everything I get
And you're claiming you're the shit, cause these yuppies on your dick?
Yeah, you got money, but all your songs contradict
To me and PMB, you got the wrong kids
Cut you down to size, throw you in my crowd
Take your glasses off your eyes, knock you off your cloud
Thought his horse was high, until we had to chop it down
Middle fingers in your pie: try to fuckin stop us now
Nobody recognizes this faggot when he's as-is (?)
Cause the truth is, you ain't shit when the fad ends
Just another has been, suckin glad's dick (?)
I'll show you lower class, pretentious bastard
(Chorus)
Oh shit... fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, (yo), fuck you..
Rollin' down the street, with a zebra in the front seat
With a semi-uzi, (???) the bitch who tried to punk me
Runnin' his mouth, until I let my guns free
Then this bitch whispered in my ear, she wanna fuck me
I said okay, and I smacked her ass, with an axe
Call me Mad Max, cause I shot her in the back
With a bow and arrow. I got a double barrel, in my mouth
Kurt Cobain flow from the South
That fucked up shit is what I shout
When I'm on stage with Myke Brown, and Josh Sallee
And Pairadime and PMB
And E-Train (?), with a SubENT. logo, photo
For the bitches to see
On my fucking twitter, WildcatDroolz like a motherfucking shitter
Dirty, stinky raps for the (?) who're gettin bigger
Yeah this fat fuck is pissing me off, I'm bout to hit her
Fuck with the Sinister Mister
[Hook: Wildcat/DBLR]
Middle fingers to the sky, if you don't give a fuck
PMB, throw em high, we don't give a fuck
Middle fingers to the sky if you fuck with us
Put em up, throw em up
PMB bitch
[Verse 2: DBLR]
Screaming from the mountain hills
You know we got skills, so fuck you if you're doubting still
I really ain't 'bout all this Hollywood shit
They call it fame, well I call it bullshit
Cause I work hard, for everything I get
And you're claiming you're the shit, cause these yuppies on your dick?
Yeah, you got money, but all your songs contradict
To me and PMB, you got the wrong kids
Cut you down to size, throw you in my crowd
Take your glasses off your eyes, knock you off your cloud
Thought his horse was high, until we had to chop it down
Middle fingers in your pie: try to fuckin stop us now
Nobody recognizes this faggot when he's as-is (?)
Cause the truth is, you ain't shit when the fad ends
Just another has been, suckin glad's dick (?)
I'll show you lower class, pretentious bastard
(Chorus)