Circles

Circles

Chorus:

Spin around in circles on my middle, middle finger

Won't yousping around in circles on my middle, middle finger

Won't you, round and round, sin on my middle finger

Motherfucker, round and round, sit on my middle finger

So you run around, run around talkin' shit-a, shit-a

Keep my name up out your mouth, spit i tout you bitch-a, bitch-a

Wish that you could hang around me and clique-a, clique-a

Lime light, prime life, hope you get the picture, picture

Prechorus:

Hold up, I got mo', mo' money than I can fold up

Hey, I see your hatin' when I roll up

And I suggest you go and grow the fuck up

Or you can spin around in circles

Spin around in circles on my middle, middle finger

Spin around in circles on my middle, middle finger

Spin around in circles on my middle, middle finger

Spin around in circles on my middle, middle finger

I see you run around, run around like you it-a, it-a

Why you always tryin' to be up in my mixture, mixture

'Cause I'm freaky, fly, flesh and you just bitter, bitter

Shine bright, day and night, look at how I glitter, glitter

Prechorus

Chorus

You use my name as you claim fame

Got my smell of success on your heart, desperate, you're a mess

Go ahead get your press

You, no name, you're shameless

Figure-eight on my middle, try to break me but you can just

Chorus