Lyrics:
funky threads that you've never even seen
Before what I'm lacking from the macking I can find at the thrift
Store I won't scuff nor scuffle just grin
the mackin' I can find at the thrift store
I won't scuff nor scuffle, just grin as they walk by
Take time to rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly
Down some papaya,
now
I'm the last man standing now
Out of school and out of work
Thrift store jeans and flannel shirts
The lights go down and we face the crowd
gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores, I got that from my mama
Shuttin' down the stores, you do that with these commas
You had me at my
gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores, I got that from my mama
Shuttin' down the stores, you do that with these commas
You had me at my
She bought 'em at the thrift store down on Main
For twenty-three dollars a pair
Faded and worn in all the right ways
That's all she ever wants
there's'is thrift store manager in a poke camadee
Had a gas mask on his arm
And one by one, by one
We'll all be gone
We'll all be gone by the fall
We'll
the mall and some shop at the thrift store
Some of 'em mix and match and make it look like they get more
Some of y'all know you wear a sixteen - squeezin'
the mall and some shop at the thrift store
Some of 'em mix and match and make it look like they get more
Some of y'all know you wear a sixteen - squeezin'
ride his horse Peanut down all around all the thrift stores an antique stores lookin for em, fillin' up his saddlebags with em.
Now, if there was some
that's why I reminisce
Back in the day when it was just me and her
We'd hit the corner store and cop a couple pills
Then we'd hit the thrift and I buy her
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
out of control, you just another rapper dude playin' a roll. I'm eclectic, eccentric, thrift store expensive. You just want to mention you ain't this
time
They don't come by anymore
They don't stop by anymore
About to bring the bags in, no grocery store
Wakin up
Tell the day, "hey wassup"
Down for
on to our favorite moments
We'll drive til we stop feeling guilty
For all the friends we've left behind We'll stop at thrift stores and buy all their used
the people on 51st street
Our eyes covered by an ice sheet
All the stores closed until the morning
But it doesn't mean we have to go
I know it's getting kind
say she do whatever I say
Got a cousin named Shanee who loves to play
Doin' it "My Way" like Usher Raymond
A bad chick
From the Camen Islands
read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine
Prototypical non-conformist
You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo
You
lit off the henny
(Woah)
Went from thrift store clothes, finna cop me sum fendi
Be in the stu when I'm dropping these classics
Big GMG we a 5 man
of dying and I don't even have the disease
Thrift stores and pawn shops abandoned parking lots
Homeless in store fronts on heroin to welcome me home
Right
back
Have an exit strategy, in fact, you probably should pack//
We was seated 5 deep in Grand Caravan
By the store wit da purple and white logo with
keep it a hunnid
Ain't playin a sport but I keep it a stack
AJ where you get your denims
Tell em Saks hell no!
I be hittin' up the thrift store like it's
a hundred
No thrift store or sales rack and I wanna know
Am I doing the right thing by going this way
Now I'll never really have to starve
Now maybe I'll
cuz it brings me joy
I do
Ayo D yuh
Want to meet you
Like fast cars don't fuck with nesan
Say she don't like rap expect when he's on
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