Five Fingers To The Face

Elizabeth Gillies

Compositor: Victorious

You know I flaunt ya,
Cause girl I really want ya
And you looking nice, got me
Cooler than a bag of ice
Now, freeze, freeze, freeze

Now go, driving fast
Now moving slow
Ooooh, what?

You smell so fruity,
I'm a pirate yo my booty
Arg, so move it in close
And let me have my daily dose,
'Haaaa!'

Girl, I been thinking bout you,
Thinking bout me,
What you thinking bout it?

Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face

I love Lotchino,
Vanessa and Georgina
It's the ladies choice,
So I'mma make sure
I make some noise

And now were sweating
Got my turbo engine revving (vroom)
They stop and stare,
All my haters think it's just not fair
That I'm six foot one,
And I'm tons of fun,
And I'm about to put this club in gear

So fellas grab your cup,
What? All my ladies,
You know what's up? Yeah
Put your hands in the sky,
If you feeling fly,
And tell me that you (What?)

Cause I'm the man in charge,
And you know I'm living large
I got a big white house,
And a fancy yacht,
And a garage full of classic cars

What you talking bout boy,
Oh, calm down,
I know you don't think you just
Come up in here and buy me!
Come on,
You know what I got for you?

Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face
Five fingers to the face
Ooooooooooooooh....

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