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krysta youngs - thrift shop lyrics

what, what, what, what

i’m gonna pop some tags
only got 20 dollars in my pocket
i, i, i’m hunting, lookin’ for a come#up
this is f#cking awesome

walk into the club like: what up, i got a big c#ck
i’m so pumped, i bought some sh#t from a thrift shop
ice in the fridge is so d#mn frosty
the people like: d#mn, that’s a cold ass honkey
rollin’ in h#lla deep, headed to the mezzanine
dressed in all pink, except my gator shoes, those are green
draped in a leopard mink girls standin’ next to me
probably should have washed this, it smells like r. kelly’s sheets
p#ss
but sh#t, it was 99 cents
if i get caught in it, washin’ it
‘bout to go and get some compliments passin’ up on those moccasins
someone else has been walkin’ ‘in, but me and grungie f#ckin’ ‘em
i am stuntin’ and flossin’ and savin’ my money
and i’m h#lla happy, that’s a bargain, b#tch
imma take your grandpa’s style, imma take your grandpa’s style
no, for real, ask your grandpa, can i have his hand#me#downs?
velour jump suit and some house slippers
doukie brown leather jacket that i found diggin’
they had a broken keyboard, i bought a broken keyboard
i bought a ski blanket, then i bought a knee board
h#llo, h#llo, my ace man, my mello
john wayne ain’t got nothing on my friends game
h#ll no!
i can take some pro wings make ‘em cool, sell those
the sneaker heads will be like
ah, he got the velcro

i’m gonna pop some tags
only got 20 dollars in my pocket
i, i, i’m hunting, lookin’ for a come#up
this is f#cking awesome
i’m gonna pop some tags
only got 20 dollars in my pocket
i, i, i’m hunting, lookin’ for a come#up
this is f#cking awesome

what you know ‘bout rockin’ the wolf on your noggin
what you knowin’ about wearing 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 grand dad for donating that plaid b#tton#up shirt
‘cause right now i’m up in hurr stuntin’
i’m at the goodwill, you can find me in the bins
i’m not, i’m not, i’m not searching in that section
your grandma, your aunty, your momma, you mammy
i’ll take those flannel zebra ‘jammies secondhand, i’ll rock that motherf#cker
they built an onesie with the socks on the motherf#cker
i hit the party and they stopped that motherf#cker
they be like: oh! that gucci, that’s h#lla tight
i’m like: yo! that’s 50 dollars for a t#shirt
limited edition, let’s do some simple addition
50 dollars for a t#shirt, that’s just some ignorant b#tch
i call that getting swindled and pimped
i call that getting tricked by a business
that shirt’s h#lla dope and that bliss
i am one and six other people in this club is a h#lla don’t
peek gang, come take a look through my telescope
trying to get girls with my brand, man, you h#lla won’t
man, you h#lla won’t

i’m gonna pop some tags
only got 20 dollars in my pocket
i, i, i’m hunting, looking for a come#up
this is f#cking awesome

i wear your grand dad’s clothes
i look incredible
i’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road
i’ll wear your grand dad’s clothes
i’ll look incredible
i’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road

i’m gonna pop some tags
only got 20 dollars in my pocket
i, i, i’m hunting, looking for a come#up
this is f#cking awesome

- krysta youngs lyrics

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