FINDERS KEEPERS (Explicit)-Dro Kenji/Scorey/Internet Money

歌手 : Dro Kenji / Scorey / Internet Money

专辑 : FINDERS KEEPERS (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:07

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TXT FINDERS KEEPERS (Explicit)-Dro Kenji/Scorey/Internet Money 文本歌词

作词 : Bakari Ward/Danny Jerome Jenrette

作曲 : Nick Mira/Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr./Nash

Oh, T′d up

I've been taking drugs ′til my heart stop, re'd-up

I might hit the plug, I need all Wock', drink up

She just tryna lick me ′cause my ice like it′s rita's

She know that she want me ′cause it's finders keepers

Got ′em lookin' silly, he can′t find her, weeper

Brodie got her stripping, get behind her, and team her

She gon' hit the floor, give me mind 'til her knees hurt

But I had to kick her to the side, I don′t need her

I′ma keep on countin' all this money ′til my fingers hurt

Then I get a money counter, this **** got a endless limit

Rock out in my wonderland like I can't hear a hating nigga

Smoke out all my useless feelings, I do not debate with Satan

On the dark side of your life

Got a lot of evil energy but it′s not mine

Got a lot of evil enemies and that's all fine

But you′re the only thing I'm worried 'bout when I′m not high

Oh, T′d up

I've been taking drugs ′til my heart stop, re'd-up

I might hit the plug, I need all Wock′, drink up

She just tryna lick me 'cause my ice like it′s rita's

She know that she want me 'cause it′s finders keepers

Got ′em lookin' silly, he can′t find her, weeper

Brodie got her stripping, get behind her, and team her

She gon' hit the floor, give me mind ′til her knees hurt

But I had to kick her to the side, I don't need her

Pop out at your party, snuck the whole gang in it, huh

Tryna have the fam′ eatin' like it's Thanksgiving

Lil′ brodie bang Smith′s and, I just chase millions

Used to wear the same shit, just on my day to day mission, uh

We giving out smoke, you get high from that contact

And we takin' souls like a death row contract

Smith & Wesson compact

Hit ′em with that, "Damn, where you find that?"

Head tap, make that nigga blam, where his mind at

Oh, T'd up

I′ve been taking drugs 'til my heart stop, re′d-up

I might hit the plug, I need all Wock', drink up

She just tryna lick me 'cause my ice like it′s rita′s

She know that she want me 'cause it′s finders keepers

Got 'em lookin′ silly, he can't find her, weeper

Brodie got her stripping, get behind her, and team her

She gon′ hit the floor, give me mind 'til her knees hurt

But I had to kick her to the side, I don't need her

(But I had to kick her to the side, I don′t need her)