DJ Clue

DJ Clue - Middle Figger U feat. Cam'ron & Juelz Santana lyrics

rate me


Killa, Dipset, Jones

Freekey on vacation, Santana, J.R.

Clue and out Desert Storm

Durin back home, Tito the King

Verse 1


Since B.I.G., bigger been better

Chicks, they trickin' for cheddar

Get the flip, flip the flip, flip at the flip of a feather

We whippin' whenever

Whips, we whip 'em through weather

Snow, rain, sleet, get it together, christmas in leather

I smell suckers here, your wife, I corrupt her ears

She go downtown, never come up for air

She a mermaid, since the third grade

Dirty used to serve treys tryna get a fur paid

Baby, do rep, but ladies, do step

8 to 80, come to my crib, I'm Baby Hugh Hef'

Jacuzzi, elevator, maid, two chefs

Gang on my hyph, Funk Flex, 100 2-steps

I go to people who can't hear with two breaths

And Russel Simmons and ask 'em all, who's Def?

I been on the block since '90, who left

O.G.'s or old keys, living legend, true vet

I sell dope, sling crack, move X

Ex's, hallways, always, who's next

The chain is chunky too, color is Sunny Dew

Funky monkey, monkey see, monkey do


Juelz Santana:

Once again it's on

This that middle finger music

Put your middle fingers up

Get your middle fingers moving

Middle finger who? Middle finger u

Middle finger who? Middle finger u


Verse 2


You find me the curb of the block

The nerve, I'm servin' to cops

He pulled his badge, dag, he deserved to get popped

Herb disturbing with pot, I rockin' the fur

Turbin, swervin', emergin', he certain I'm hot

I'm hurtin' it ahk, ya earth, she slurpin' my cock

Work on her, workin' her, purchase a knot

Let's get it perkin' in person, I got percs in stock

That's prescription pills, call me Mr. Pill

Or call me Brett Favre, I just skip through fields

5 to 8, 8 to 12, I done skipped some mils

I get chicks and chill, even that get ya killed

But mami, teeth fucked up, tell her fix her grill

Can't afford it, whoa, go get some bills

Suck my dick, no, not a lick until

No homo, this time lick and seal

My backyard Sea World, I got fish and seals

I'm just that deal, I would pitch and deal

Mission still with the steel, whatever not to miss a meal

Here come the frisk and feel

Put my wrist and steal

Before I leave, blow my weed on this biscuit steel

Now sniff that piff, yeah, smell that herb

Gotta melt it, word, get out my pelvis perv

Get the young'n's played, and the elders heard

You a turkey and a chicken, can't sell a bird ?


Thanks to fady for these lyrics

Thanks to Safiya from Brooklyn for these lyrics

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