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brutha smith - fingers lyrics

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throw them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

through them birds up
point that finger to the sky
they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by

through them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by
we flaunt cause we got it
but they not this fly
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contemplate the brain i got
your moms my favorite thot “thought”
maybe you ain’t f-cking with me
but she? she f-cking a lot

you like the way it sits
inside your login and rots
let your imagination burn
while i’m keeping her hot

dont swing dont dip
don’t start no sh-t
come clean get lit
roll up this gift

low fashion style
slow cast the real
fishes swim film
while bananas get peeled

obscure synonyms
describe the vision then
of the people in the spot
while we sin and sin again

the sh-t we getting in
has only just begin
vodka for our blood
souls are soaked in gin

don’t get the sh-t twist
still the man brutha smith
while we living this gift
we ain’t taking no lip

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through them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

through them birds up
point that finger to the sky
they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by

through them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by
we flaunt cause we got it
but they not this fly

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so dam old school
im wagon training on your mom
sick like rotten beef
left out in the sun

both love and hate
constantly on display
the very mention of my name
puts them all in a rage

to dirty to repeat
to smooth to stop these
sleep spitter knee deep
some sh-t you can’t see

so come and just test me
know you never best me
you just wasting my time
so it sa lavia

im the true reflection
of broken perfection
mirror cracked gl-ss
from all of the flexing

popping on your phone
like an unblock text
sneak back in the game
know the dm’s next

i flik them off my shoulder
if they bothering me
2 busy living life
tell them bugs to flea

i’m rocking from the streeesin
but still counting my blessing
work hard never resting

throw them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

through them birds up
point that finger to the sky
they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by

through them birds up
let that thing straight fly
to them fools giving lip
or showing a mean eye

they want it, they can’t have it
as we slide on by
we flaunt cause we got it
but they not this

- brutha smith lyrics

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