Lyrics:
money now
ain’t shit funny ‘bout it
no
i don’t fuck with no Saint Laurent
no, no, no, no, uh, yeah
i just thrift it
yeah, i just thrift it
see, get
and thrifts
Mummy mii go dance with me wonma
Mujo yen lofar
Cause ah don see many eyes
But man no fit think I’m twice
Man on the grind no surrender
I fuck
wheel it
Where's the thrift shop
Yeah spill it
Chasin cheese
Yeah grill it
That's why my haters stay grillen'
I'm neva pressed about their feelings
I want
the ruckus
I'm like the fossil in the sand
The treasure in the thrift store
Oh i'm the power in a lions roar
I'm like the hammer in your junk drawer
I'm like
at the thrift shop low,
He made his way up to the dinner you'd love to be at
In the presence of greatness loafers how we kick back,
Once you state you made it
a fashion game
Rockin' thrift store finds, ain't no shame
One man's trash, another's treasure
These rags gonna take me to new pleasures
From Goodwill to high
away
I'm leaving my hometown
'Cause every thrift store here Smells like you
I need something new
Swear I'm not trying
To get caught up on the past
But
tiptoeing in my J's I feel like Riff
Don't need designer to put that shit on
I'll go get it out the thrift
I'm the opposite of Santa, I take the good hoes
booty
With a big ol' bounce
When you got money no problem
When I go shopping
Don't even look the amount
I'd rather go to the thrift
And cop me an outfit
I
One of my favorite things to do is finding the prices of the clothes I got at thrift stores
Or outlets or sales
And then when someone asks, hey
Staring at the moon thinking the same things
And I'm tryna take you out with the finer things
Tryna take you to the thrift and get you hella things
from chiraq so I send that pack through the mail
She love her new Louis shoes and she love new chanel
But she don't know i shopped at thrifts I got them
V-V-Vision the dominant sense
I don't wear no Balenci, i just go to the thrift
You can catch me at the mall in a $8 fit
I can never fucking die, if
There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She's an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when
I'm a little too strange
A little too kooky
Sometimes I'm loud and weird
In my thrift store clothes
And day-glo hair
Well I'm happy just to be
I bought him at thrift town for sixty-five cents.
If I had a kingdom he would be my prince.
His cuteness is too much for my tolerance,
Frances I love
Well she's a thrift store girl
Yeah she's a beautiful loser
She'll switch price tags for me
Sometimes meet me for coffee
And I don't think she
Rice and beans
Rice and beans
I'm in love with a thrift store queen
Beans and rice baby that's all right
Loved her once I can love her twice
Money
it
See nowadays Hip Hop
Is sounding more and more like a thrift shop
Cause everything you kids drop
Was dope and already been dropped
See nowadays Hip
(Hum-de-dumb-de-dum)
So tilt that felt hat to the side
Thrift store 3 for .99
Gonna get me one
Gonna get me one
(And Get it every night)
Strong
To living room rugs
The floors under our feet
The pictures that hung on the walls
Boxed up and given to thrift stores
Boxed up and given to thrift stores
why
Mind spin like ballerinas
Thrift shop
Got it feeling like a free style
Mean while
I’ve been on the go
How could they not know?
I spent six hundred
a
Thrift store sweater with the holes
Cute but I need a little sew
I'm Prozac dependent
Attack when defenseless
Not such a bad bitch when I'm on my own
they say
It's called a thrift shop
So I've been shifting gears
I've been dripping tears
Such a beauty of a store I can see that clear
Costs 999 for my
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