Thrift Shop (I'm Gonna Pop Some 20 Tags)

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 fuckin awesome

Walk in the club like what up? I got a big cock
Nah, Im just pumped up, bought some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty
People like Damn, thats a cold ass honkey
Rolling in hella, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink except my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R.Kelly sheets, piss
But shit, it was 99 cents, buy it, cop it and washing it
Bout to go and get some compliments, passing up on those moccasins

Someone else has been walking in, bummy and grungy, Fuck it
I am stunting and flossing and saving my money and I am halla happy
Thats a bargain Bitch,
Imma take your grandpa style, Imma take your grandpa style, no for real, ask your grandpa
Can I have his hand-me-downs? (thank you)
Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers,
dookie brown leather jacket that I found digging.
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a ski blanket, then I bought a knee board
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
John Wayne aint got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like Ah, he got the Velcros



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Writer(s): Ben Haggerty, Ryan Lewis
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