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Finsta Video (MV)




Performed By: Jive Talk
Length: 2:57
Written by: Oliver Pierce




Jive Talk - Finsta Lyrics
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I got a D in biology but I'm better in chemistry
Take a test tube to test you with triangular symmetry
My dad gave me his old shoes
And I wish I could be like you
And I wish I could cry too
With the snow cones and the fried food
Make a mean Prego pasta, noodles Al dente
Make me Master Roshi girl, nah make me your sansei
With the simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Show me your freaky
Show me your fakey
Make me famous on finsta
Im dealing with the untied shoes
Im O.G. Chucky Finster
Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
Kevin Dyson on the two
Dessert me, dessert me, dessert me
Chocolate tiramisu
I take smoke breaks on jogs
Been forever since I built a hospital bed out of lincoln logs
Wonder what cancer I got
Wonder what Bobby Fischer thought
Wonder if I got is what I need, I need, I need
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
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I got a D in biology but I'm better in chemistry
Take a test tube to test you with triangular symmetry
My dad gave me his old shoes
And I wish I could be like you
And I wish I could cry too
With the snow cones and the fried food
Make a mean Prego pasta, noodles Al dente
Make me Master Roshi girl, nah make me your sansei
With the simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Show me your freaky
Show me your fakey
Make me famous on finsta
Im dealing with the untied shoes
Im O.G. Chucky Finster
Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
Kevin Dyson on the two
Dessert me, dessert me, dessert me
Chocolate tiramisu
I take smoke breaks on jogs
Been forever since I built a hospital bed out of lincoln logs
Wonder what cancer I got
Wonder what Bobby Fischer thought
Wonder if I got is what I need, I need, I need
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
Simple, simple, simplicity
You put a quarter in your ear and make the sad boys go ooh
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Writer: Oliver Pierce
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