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[Hook:] |
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I'm gonna pop some tags |
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Only got twenty dollars in my pocket |
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I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up |
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This is fucking awesome |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!" |
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I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop |
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Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty |
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That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honkey." |
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Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' to the mezzanine, |
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Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green |
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Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me |
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Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets (Piiisssssss) |
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But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it) |
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Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments |
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Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in |
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But me and grungy fuckin it man |
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I am stuntin' and flossin' and |
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Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch |
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I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style, |
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No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you) |
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Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers |
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Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin' |
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They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard |
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I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard |
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Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello |
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John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no |
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I could take some Pro Wings, make them cool, sell those |
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The sneaker heads would be like "Aw, he got the Velcros" |
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[Hook x2] |
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[Verse 2:] |
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What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin? |
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What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin? |
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I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage |
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One man's trash, that's another man's come-up |
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Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt |
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'Cause right now I'm up in here stuntin' |
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I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons) |
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I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons) |
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Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy |
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I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker |
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The built-in onesie with the socks on that motherfucker |
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I hit the party and they stop in that motherfucker |
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They be like, "Oh, that Gucci - that's hella tight." |
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I'm like, "Yo - that's fifty dollars for a T-shirt." |
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Limited edition, let's do some simple addition |
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Fifty dollars for a T-shirt - that's just some ignorant bitch (shit) |
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I call that getting swindled and pimped (shit) |
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I call that getting tricked by a business |
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That shirt's hella dough |
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And having the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't |
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Peep game, come take a look through my telescope |
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Trying to get girls from a brand? Man you hella won't |
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Man you hella won't |
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(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!) |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge: x2] |
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I wear your granddad's clothes |
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I look incredible |
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I'm in this big ass coat |
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From that thrift shop down the road |
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[Hook] |
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Is that your grandma's coat? |
