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Madilyn Bailey - Thrift Shop Lyrics


I'm gonna pop some tagsOnly got twenty dollars in my pocketI - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-upThis is freaking awesomeI Walk up to the club I'm like, "What up, I got a big rock!"I'm so pumped about the stuff from the thrift shopIce on the fringe, it's so damn frostypeople like, "whoa. He's lookin real funky"Rollin' in the hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine,Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are greenDraped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to meProbably shoulda washed this, it smells like R. Kelly's sheetsBut, it was ninety-nine cents!Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some complimentsPassin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' inBut me and grungy slammin itI am stuntin' and flossin' andSavin' my money and that's a bargainI'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style,No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs?Velour jumpsuit and some house slippersDookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'They had a broken keyboard, so I bought a broken keyboardI bought a sick blanket, then I bought a kneeboardHello, hello, my ace man, my MelloJohn Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, I knowI could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell thoseThe sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcros"I'm gonna pop some tagsOnly got twenty dollars in my pocketI - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-upThis is freaking awesomeI'm gonna pop some tagsOnly got twenty dollars in my pocketI - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-upThis is freaking awesomeWhat you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggageOne man's trash, that's another man's come-upThank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt'Cause right now I'm up in here staturedI'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons)Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammyI'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that ohThe built-in onesie with the socks on it ohI hit the party and they stop in thatThey be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight."I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."Limited edition, let's do some simple additionFifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant [?]I call that getting swindled and pimpedI call that getting tricked by a businessThat shirt's hella doughAnd having the same one as six other people in this club that's a hella don'tPeep game, come take a look through my telescopeTrying to get girls from your brand? then you hella won'tthen you hella won'tI'm gonna pop some tagsOnly got twenty dollars in my pocketI - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-upThis is freaking awesomeI'll wear your granddad's clothesI'll look incredibleI'm in this big coatFrom that thrift shop down the roadI'll wear your granddad's clothesI'll look incredibleI'm in this big coatFrom that thrift shop down the roadI'm gonna pop some tagsOnly got twenty dollars in my pocketI - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-upThis is freaking awesome

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