Madilyn Bailey - Thrift Shop lyrics

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Madilyn Bailey - Thrift Shop lyrics

(originally by Macklemore) [Hook x2:] 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 freaking awesome [Verse 1:] I walk up to the club - I’m like, "What up, I got a big rock!" Look, I'm so pumped about the stuff from the thrift shop Ice on the fringe, it's all so [-] frosty people like, "whoa. He’s lookin real funky" Rollin' in the 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, it smells like R. Kelly's sheets But, it was ninety-nine cents! Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments Pa**in' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in But me and grungy slammin it I am stuntin' and flossin' and Savin' my money and that's a bargain 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? Velour jumpsuit and some house slippers Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin' They had a broken keyboard, so I bought a broken keyboard I bought a sick blanket, then I bought a kneeboard Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, I know I could take them 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 bu*ton-up shirt 'Cause right now I'm up in here statured 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 oh The built-in onesie with the socks on it oh I hit the party and they stop in that 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 rendition I call that getting swindled and pimped 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 that’s a hella don't Peep game, come take a look through my telescope Trying to get girls from your brand? then you hella won't then you hella won't [Hook x2] [Bridge: x2] I’ll wear your granddad's clothes I’ll look incredible I'm in this big coat From that thrift shop down the road [Hook x2]