Thrift Shop

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I'm gonna pop some tags
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Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
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I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
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This is fucking awesome

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Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
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Nah, I'm just pumped, just bought some shit from the thrift shop
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Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
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The people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey."
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Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine,
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Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
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Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
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Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiisssssss)
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But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
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Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
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Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
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Bummy and grungy, fuck it man
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I am stuntin' and flossin' and
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Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
Em
I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,
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No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you)
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Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
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Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
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They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
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I bought a skeet blanket, and then I bought a kneeboard
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Hello, hello, my ace man, my Miller
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John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
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I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
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The sneaker heads would be like “Aw, he got the Velcros”

Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome
Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome

Em
What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
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What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?
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I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage
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One man's trash, that's another man's come up
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Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
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'Cause right now I'm up in her skirt
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I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
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I'm that, I'm that sucker searchin' in that section (Uptons)
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Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
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I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker
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The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker
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I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker
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They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."
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I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."
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Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
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Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit)
Em
I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit)
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I call that getting tricked by a business
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That shirt's hella dough
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And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
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Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
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Trying to get girls from a brand? Then you hella won't
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Then you hella won't

Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome

Em
I wear your grandads clothes
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I look incredible
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I'm in this bigass coat
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From that thrift shop down the road
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I wear your grandads clothes
G
I look incredible
A
I'm in this bigass coat
G                     A
From that thrift shop down the road

Em
I'm gonna pop some tags
         G
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
A
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
B               D
This is fucking awesome
Em

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