Thrift Shop

	  		
Fm  
I'm gonna pop some tags 
Eb 
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket 
Db 
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up 
C 
This is fucking awesome 

***Play the 4 chords for the entire song!*** 

verse 1: 
Nah, walk up to the club like, "What up? I got a big cock!" 
I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop 
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty 
That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey." 
Rollin' in, 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, smells like R. Kelly's sheets 
(Piiisssssss) 
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) 
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 fuckin it man 
I am stuntin' and flossin' and 
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch 
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 
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello 
John Wayne ain't 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 "Aw, he got the Velcros" 

Hook x2 

verse 2: 
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 her stuntin' 
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, I rock that motherfucker 
The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker 
I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker 
They 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 addition 
Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit) 
I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit) 
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 is a hella don't 
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope 
Tryna get girls from a brand? Man you hella won't 
Man you hella won't 

(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!) 

Hook 

Bridge: 
I wear your granddad's clothes 
I look incredible 
I'm in this big ass coat 
From that thrift shop down the road 
I wear your granddad's clothes (damn right) 
I look incredible (now come on man) 
I'm in this big ass coat (big ass coat) 
From that thrift shop down the road (let's go)