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plastic baby - Finders Keepers Lyrics



plastic baby - Finders Keepers Lyrics
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Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
So don't go slippin' in the city
When the weathers shitty
Watch out for the creatures
In the nighttime
Steady moving shifty
Moving swiftly, moving with me
Who really knew that you could do that to me
Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
Cause cash rules
But I spend money like a fool
That's the type of shit I do
When I'm chillin' with my crew
Like who is you
If I ain't know you then your'e through
Everyone get quiet
When I walk inside the room
Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
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Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
So don't go slippin' in the city
When the weathers shitty
Watch out for the creatures
In the nighttime
Steady moving shifty
Moving swiftly, moving with me
Who really knew that you could do that to me
Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
Cause cash rules
But I spend money like a fool
That's the type of shit I do
When I'm chillin' with my crew
Like who is you
If I ain't know you then your'e through
Everyone get quiet
When I walk inside the room
Latex on my t-shirt
But my feet hurt
I got holes in both my sneakers
But my speakers
Bumpin' heat first
Finders keepers, losers weepers
When it comes to cash
Droppin' dollars on the ground
You ain't gone get it back
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Writer: jace niemann
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Performed By: plastic baby
Language: English
Length: 1:40
Written by: jace niemann
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