| Song | Middle Finger Up |
| Artist | Chamillionaire |
| Album | Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah | |
| And I'm feelin like [x2] | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| And I'm feelin like | |
| What the heck is this, if you say you diss | |
| Imma tell you this, you gon' shoot and miss, imma shoot and hit | |
| Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips | |
| Takes you off the list, can't co excist, you ain't gon' be missed | |
| Steady stacking chips, lookin' at the wrist, tryin' to see a gliss | |
| You ain't making this, see you getting pissed. | |
| New relationship, bad relationship, no relationship | |
| Guess it's cool for you to say I got a gift. | |
| If you ain't on a team, you ain't on a team. | |
| We gon' be supreme, you can do your thing at the limousine | |
| If you on a team, roll on with the dream- | |
| Tryin' to get ring, you gon' get a ring, you gon' be a king | |
| I aint 16, I ain't 17, tell me what you mean | |
| I'm a grown man, I be getting green | |
| Don't be sipping lean, tell me what you mean | |
| Never moving slow, quickest to the dough, I be getting green | |
| Hand thru the door, hand me some more, gamble it no! | |
| Got a kid that im grabbin' it fo'! | |
| Psych, I aint got a kid, if i ever did, then you know it's his | |
| Have a hundred milli and for i go (?) | |
| Asking me yo, after the show, whats your legacy | |
| Did you really go platinum or gold | |
| Answer them no, can't really show | |
| None of that in heaven, so I never really answer them so | |
| He got upset, he tryin' to get on the internet | |
| Tryin to tell 'em I ain't jammin' no mo' | |
| Can't dance on the floor, brag on the floor | |
| Feelin' like my voice really givin romance to the floor | |
| Sad for the dough, mad for the dough, bad for the dough | |
| ?? | |
| Faster I go, crash for the dough, | |
| Now I gotta go, cause I think a couple of fans coming bro.. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think I'm living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up [x7] | |
| Money don't make me... | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can't tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up [x7] | |
| Fo' those who hate me... | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| This song's for you, if you woke up this morning thinking about what you gonna do to hate on somebody | |
| Who tryin' to build a dynasty, a legacy, I hope you see this when you look in the mirror-my | |
| Middle finger up, middle finger up... | |
| What you wanna do, you don't have a clue, you was never true | |
| Meet me any place, you can get eraised, imma break your face, | |
| Let 'em make a case, let a hater sue | |
| Got a lil' problem with PCD, I never authorized this CD, | |
| Holla at my lawyer that can't see me, see me in the Aston Martin | |
| And I'm like beep beep!! | |
| Boys back in school, they was tryin' to talk down | |
| Platinum pot of gold, yeah thats what ya boy found, | |
| Looking like a fool, tell me how they talk now | |
| Running 'round the town, but I swear the boy clown | |
| How you talk trash when it's you that I fed | |
| Yeah I talk trash cause of you I ain't scared | |
| Tell me that I changed, 'cause I grew ain't got bread | |
| Sayin' that it's strange, that it's you thats not bled | |
| Down on the ground, clown of the town | |
| Say it to my face, you can find me, imma be around | |
| Wanna play the game, step up to the mound | |
| Wanna be a snake, Imma be a shark, Imma see you drown | |
| [Chorus] | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think im living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up [x7] | |
| (Money dont make me) | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can't tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up [x7] | |
| For those who hate me... | |
| Hello to my haters... |
| Yeah | |
| And I' m feelin like x2 | |
| Verse 1 | |
| And I' m feelin like | |
| What the heck is this, if you say you diss | |
| Imma tell you this, you gon' shoot and miss, imma shoot and hit | |
| Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips | |
| Takes you off the list, can' t co excist, you ain' t gon' be missed | |
| Steady stacking chips, lookin' at the wrist, tryin' to see a gliss | |
| You ain' t making this, see you getting pissed. | |
| New relationship, bad relationship, no relationship | |
| Guess it' s cool for you to say I got a gift. | |
| If you ain' t on a team, you ain' t on a team. | |
| We gon' be supreme, you can do your thing at the limousine | |
| If you on a team, roll on with the dream | |
| Tryin' to get ring, you gon' get a ring, you gon' be a king | |
| I aint 16, I ain' t 17, tell me what you mean | |
| I' m a grown man, I be getting green | |
| Don' t be sipping lean, tell me what you mean | |
| Never moving slow, quickest to the dough, I be getting green | |
| Hand thru the door, hand me some more, gamble it no! | |
| Got a kid that im grabbin' it fo'! | |
| Psych, I aint got a kid, if i ever did, then you know it' s his | |
| Have a hundred milli and for i go ? | |
| Asking me yo, after the show, whats your legacy | |
| Did you really go platinum or gold | |
| Answer them no, can' t really show | |
| None of that in heaven, so I never really answer them so | |
| He got upset, he tryin' to get on the internet | |
| Tryin to tell ' em I ain' t jammin' no mo' | |
| Can' t dance on the floor, brag on the floor | |
| Feelin' like my voice really givin romance to the floor | |
| Sad for the dough, mad for the dough, bad for the dough | |
| ?? | |
| Faster I go, crash for the dough, | |
| Now I gotta go, cause I think a couple of fans coming bro.. | |
| Chorus | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think I' m living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Money don' t make me... | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can' t tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Fo' those who hate me... | |
| Verse 2 | |
| This song' s for you, if you woke up this morning thinking about what you gonna do to hate on somebody | |
| Who tryin' to build a dynasty, a legacy, I hope you see this when you look in the mirrormy | |
| Middle finger up, middle finger up... | |
| What you wanna do, you don' t have a clue, you was never true | |
| Meet me any place, you can get eraised, imma break your face, | |
| Let ' em make a case, let a hater sue | |
| Got a lil' problem with PCD, I never authorized this CD, | |
| Holla at my lawyer that can' t see me, see me in the Aston Martin | |
| And I' m like beep beep!! | |
| Boys back in school, they was tryin' to talk down | |
| Platinum pot of gold, yeah thats what ya boy found, | |
| Looking like a fool, tell me how they talk now | |
| Running ' round the town, but I swear the boy clown | |
| How you talk trash when it' s you that I fed | |
| Yeah I talk trash cause of you I ain' t scared | |
| Tell me that I changed, ' cause I grew ain' t got bread | |
| Sayin' that it' s strange, that it' s you thats not bled | |
| Down on the ground, clown of the town | |
| Say it to my face, you can find me, imma be around | |
| Wanna play the game, step up to the mound | |
| Wanna be a snake, Imma be a shark, Imma see you drown | |
| Chorus | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think im living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Money dont make me | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can' t tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| For those who hate me... | |
| Hello to my haters... |
| Yeah | |
| And I' m feelin like x2 | |
| Verse 1 | |
| And I' m feelin like | |
| What the heck is this, if you say you diss | |
| Imma tell you this, you gon' shoot and miss, imma shoot and hit | |
| Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips | |
| Takes you off the list, can' t co excist, you ain' t gon' be missed | |
| Steady stacking chips, lookin' at the wrist, tryin' to see a gliss | |
| You ain' t making this, see you getting pissed. | |
| New relationship, bad relationship, no relationship | |
| Guess it' s cool for you to say I got a gift. | |
| If you ain' t on a team, you ain' t on a team. | |
| We gon' be supreme, you can do your thing at the limousine | |
| If you on a team, roll on with the dream | |
| Tryin' to get ring, you gon' get a ring, you gon' be a king | |
| I aint 16, I ain' t 17, tell me what you mean | |
| I' m a grown man, I be getting green | |
| Don' t be sipping lean, tell me what you mean | |
| Never moving slow, quickest to the dough, I be getting green | |
| Hand thru the door, hand me some more, gamble it no! | |
| Got a kid that im grabbin' it fo'! | |
| Psych, I aint got a kid, if i ever did, then you know it' s his | |
| Have a hundred milli and for i go ? | |
| Asking me yo, after the show, whats your legacy | |
| Did you really go platinum or gold | |
| Answer them no, can' t really show | |
| None of that in heaven, so I never really answer them so | |
| He got upset, he tryin' to get on the internet | |
| Tryin to tell ' em I ain' t jammin' no mo' | |
| Can' t dance on the floor, brag on the floor | |
| Feelin' like my voice really givin romance to the floor | |
| Sad for the dough, mad for the dough, bad for the dough | |
| ?? | |
| Faster I go, crash for the dough, | |
| Now I gotta go, cause I think a couple of fans coming bro.. | |
| Chorus | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think I' m living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Money don' t make me... | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can' t tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Fo' those who hate me... | |
| Verse 2 | |
| This song' s for you, if you woke up this morning thinking about what you gonna do to hate on somebody | |
| Who tryin' to build a dynasty, a legacy, I hope you see this when you look in the mirrormy | |
| Middle finger up, middle finger up... | |
| What you wanna do, you don' t have a clue, you was never true | |
| Meet me any place, you can get eraised, imma break your face, | |
| Let ' em make a case, let a hater sue | |
| Got a lil' problem with PCD, I never authorized this CD, | |
| Holla at my lawyer that can' t see me, see me in the Aston Martin | |
| And I' m like beep beep!! | |
| Boys back in school, they was tryin' to talk down | |
| Platinum pot of gold, yeah thats what ya boy found, | |
| Looking like a fool, tell me how they talk now | |
| Running ' round the town, but I swear the boy clown | |
| How you talk trash when it' s you that I fed | |
| Yeah I talk trash cause of you I ain' t scared | |
| Tell me that I changed, ' cause I grew ain' t got bread | |
| Sayin' that it' s strange, that it' s you thats not bled | |
| Down on the ground, clown of the town | |
| Say it to my face, you can find me, imma be around | |
| Wanna play the game, step up to the mound | |
| Wanna be a snake, Imma be a shark, Imma see you drown | |
| Chorus | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| You think im living for you, then you must be crazy | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| Money dont make me | |
| I hate you, you hate me | |
| Can' t tell me how to live my life because you aint me | |
| My middle finger up, | |
| Middle finger up x7 | |
| For those who hate me... | |
| Hello to my haters... |