Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, I made up in my mind
I’m doin’ things my way, I’m burnin’ sh#t down tonight
I’m doin’ things my way, it’s my way or the highway
Let me say it one more time
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
Middle fingers up!
(m#th*rf#ck*r)
Deuces minus one
Middle finger to the sky tonight (Ay, ay, ay)
The whole world is a couch
b#tch I’m Rick James tonight (I don’t give a f#ck)
Throw it up, throw it up
Cause you can’t take it with you
Funny how they wait ’til you gone just to miss you
To the world, to the world
Then I’m on my Sinatra, I’m doing it my way,
Let’s take it a notch up, take it up
Let me see you put your middle fingers up!
To the world, I made up in my mind
Doing things my way, I’m burning sh#t down tonight
I’m doing things my way, it’s my way or the highway
Let me see you one more time
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, I made up in my mind
I’m doin’ things my way, I’m burnin’ sh#t down tonight
I’m doin’ things my way, it’s my way or the highway
Let me say it one more time
To the world, to the world, to the world
Mmm ain’t this some shit? Pulled up in the A-V-entador
And the doors, raise up, like praise the Lord
Did the fashion show, and a tour, and a movie, and a score
This a ghetto opera, Francis Ford Car Coppola
I need a new crib to hold my plaques, Rick Ross had told me that
Said I’d be all up in Goldman Sachs
Like, “These n#gg#s tryna hold me back
These n#gg#s tryna hold me back”, I’m just trying to protect my stacks
Mitt Romney don’t pay no tax, Mitt Romney don’t pay no tax
Chi-Town ’til I’m on my back, Chi-Town ’til I’m on my back
Only n#gg# in Beverly Hills, where the hell is Axel Foley at?
“Ease up there baby boy”, Ving Rhames told Jody that
R. Kelly and the God of rap
sh#tting on you, holy crap
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
To the world, to the world, to the world
To the world, to the world, to the world
Let me see you put your middle fingers up
I could give it all up, but it’s not enough
Ay ay, here you go, my middle finger
To the world, to the world, from the ground to the moon
Here’s to the mountains, yeah here’s to the room
Give it up, give it up, won’t let you deny me
Makin’ you love me, makin’ you love me
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KANYE WEST FEAT. R. KELLY Lyrics – TO THE WORLD