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glenny donkers - twenty dollars in my pocket lyrics

macklemore
hey, macklemore! can we go thrift shopping?

what, what, what, what… bada, badada, badada, bada… 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 f-cking awesome

nah, walk up to the club like, “what up? i got a big
c-ck!”
i’m so pumped about some sh-t from the thrift shop
ice on the fringe, it’s so d-mn frosty
that people like, “d-mn! that’s a cold -ss honkey.”
rollin’ in, h-lla 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, smells like r. kelly’s
sheets
(piiisssssss)
but sh-t, it was ninety-nine cents! (bag it)
coppin’ it, washin’ it, ’bout to go and get some
compliments
p-ssin’ up on those moccasins someone else’s been
walkin’ in
bummy and grungy, f-ck it, man
i am stuntin’ and flossin’ and
savin’ my money and i’m h-lla happy that’s a bargain
b-tch
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? (thank you)
velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
dookie brown leather jacket that i found diggin’
they had a broken keyboard, i bought a broken keyboard
i bought a skeet blanket, then i bought a kneeboard
h-llo, h-llo, my ace man, my mello
john wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, h-ll no
i could take some pro wings, make them cool, sell those
the sneaker heads would be like “aw, he got the
velcros”

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 b-tton-up
shirt
’cause right now i’m up in her stuntin’
i’m at the goodwill, you can find me in the (uptons)
i’m not, i’m not stuck, i’m searchin’ in that section
(uptons)
your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
i’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, i
rock that motherf-cker
the built-in onesie with the socks on that motherf-cker
i hit the party and they stop in that motherf-cker
they be like, “oh, that gucci – that’s h-lla 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
b-tch (sh-t)
i call that getting swindled and pimped (sh-t)
i call that getting tricked by a business
that shirt’s h-lla dough
and having the same one as six other people in this
club is a h-lla don’t
peep game, come take a look through my telescope
tryna get girls from a brand and you h-lla won’t
man you h-lla won’t

(goodwill… poppin’ tags… yeah!)

i wear your granddad’s clothes
i look incredible
i’m in this big -ss coat
from that thrift shop down the road
i wear your granddad’s clothes (d-mn right)
i look incredible (now come on man)
i’m in this big -ss coat (big -ss coat)
from that thrift shop down the road (let’s go)

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