Thrift Shop

I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I- I- I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 I 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 shop
 Ice on the fringe, it's, oh, so frosty
 People 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 green
 Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
 Probably shoulda washed this, it smells like R. Kelly's sheets
 But it was ninety-nine cents!
 Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
 Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
 But me and grungy slammin it
 I am stuntin' it and flossin' it and
 Savin' my money and that's a bargain
 I'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 slippers
 Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
 They had a broken keyboard, so I bought a broken keyboard
 I bought a sick blanket and then I bought a kneeboard
 Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
 John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, I know
 I could take the Pro Wings, make 'em cool, sell those
 The sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcro"
 "Aw, he got the Velcro"
 'Cause I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 What 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 luggage
 One man's trash, that's another man's come-up
 Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
 'Cause right now I'm up in here statured
 I'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 mammy
 I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand and rock that
 Oh, he built-in onesie with the socks on it
 Oh, I hit the party and they stop in that
 They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - hell, that's hella tight."
 I'm like, "Yo, that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt."
 Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
 Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant rendition
 I call that getting swindled and pimped
 I call that getting tricked by a business
 That shirt's hella dough
 And having the same one as six other people in this club - that's a hella don't
 Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
 Trying to get girls from your brand? Then you hella won't
 Oh, then you hell of, hella won't
 'Cause I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 I'll wear your granddad's clothes
 I'll look incredible
 I'm in this big coat
 From that thrift shop down the road
 I'll wear your granddad's clothes
 I'll look incredible
 I'm in this big coat
 From that thrift shop down the road
 I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome
 'Cause I'm gonna pop some tags
 Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
 I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
 This is freaking awesome