The Purple Mouth Bandits - Finger lyrics

[Verse 1: Wildcat] Oh sh**... f** you, f** you, f** you, f** you, (yo), f** you.. Rollin' down the street, with a zebra in the front seat With a semi-uzi, (???) the b**h who tried to punk me Runnin' his mouth, until I let my guns free Then this b**h whispered in my ear, she wanna f** me I said okay, and I smacked her a**, 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 f**ed up sh** 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 b**hes to see On my f**ing twitter, WildcatDroolz like a motherf**ing sh**ter Dirty, stinky raps for the (?) who're gettin bigger Yeah this fat f** is pissing me off, I'm bout to hit her f** with the Sinister Mister [Hook: Wildcat/DBLR] Middle fingers to the sky, if you don't give a f** PMB, throw em high, we don't give a f** Middle fingers to the sky if you f** with us Put em up, throw em up PMB b**h [Verse 2: DBLR] Screaming from the mountain hills You know we got sk**s, so f** you if you're doubting still I really ain't 'bout all this Hollywood sh** They call it fame, well I call it bullsh** Cause I work hard, for everything I get And you're claiming you're the sh**, 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 gla**es 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 f**in stop us now Nobody recognizes this f*ggot when he's as-is (?) Cause the truth is, you ain't sh** when the fad ends Just another has been, s**in glad's dick (?) I'll show you lower cla**, pretentious ba*tard (Chorus)