Macklemore & Ryan Lewis feat. Wanz – Thrift Shop

Thrift Shop lyrics

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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 fucking awesome

Walk in to the club like

“What up? I got a big cock!”

I’m just pumped I bought 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

Piss

But shit! It was ninetynine cents!

Bag it, coppin’ it, washin’ it

’Bout to go and get some compliments

Passin’ up on those moccasins

Someone else has been walkin’ in

Bummy and grungy fuck it man

I am stuntin’ and flossin’ and

Savin’ my money and I’m hella happy that’s a bargain, bitch

I’m a take your grandpa’s style

I’m a take your grandpa’s style

No for real, ask your grandpa

Can I have his handmedowns?

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”

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 fucking awesome

Aw!

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 fucking awesome

What you know about rockin’

A wolf on your noggin?

What you knowin’ abou’

Wearin’ a fur fox skin?

I’m diggin’ - I’m diggin’

I’m searching right through that luggage

One man’s trash

That’s another man’s come up

Thank your grandad

For donatin’ that plaid button-up shirt

’Cause right now I’m up in here stuntin’

I’m at the Good will,

You can find me in the

Up tons

I’m not - I’m not stuck

On searchin’ in that section

Up tons

Your grammy, your aunty

Your mommy, your mammy

I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies second hand

I rock that motherfucker

The builtin 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

Try’n to get girls from a brand? Man you hella won’t

Man you hella won’t

Good will …

Poppin’ tags …

Yeah!

Aw! - I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got twenty dollars in my poc ket

I … I … I’m hunting

Looking for a come up

This is fucking awesome

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

I look incredible

I’m in this big ass coat

From that thrift shop down the road

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 fucking awesome

Wow

Ah ah ah ah

Is that your grandma’s coat?