Thrift Shop Lyrics

"Hey, Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?" What what, what, what... bada, bada, bada dada... I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I'm, I'm, I'm hunting Looking for a come up This is fucking awesome Now, walk into the club, like, "What up, I got a big cock!" Nah, I'm just pumped, I bought some shit from a thrift shop Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty The people like, “Damn, that's a cold ass honkey!” Rolling in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine Dressed in all pink; except my gator shoes, those are green Draped in a leopard mink, girl standing next to me Probably should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly sheets (Pissssss...) But shit, it was 99 cents! Fuck it, coppin' it, washin' it ‘Bout to go and get some compliments Passing up on those moccasins Someone else has been walking in Bummy and grungy, fuck it, man I am stunting and flossing and saving my money And I'm hella happy; that's a bargain, bitch! 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? (Thank you!) 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 knee board Hello, hello, my ace man, my mellow 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, “Ah, he got the Velcros.” I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I'm, I'm, I'm hunting Looking for a come up This is fucking awesome I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I'm, I'm, I'm hunting Looking for a come up This is fucking awesome What you know about rocking a wolf on your noggin? What you knowing about wearing 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 grandad for donating that plaid button- Up shirt, ‘cause right now, I'm up in here stuntin' I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the bins I'm not, I'm not stuck on searchin' in that section (Mens) Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy I'll take those flannel zebra jammies Second hand and I'll rock that, motherfucker The built-in onesie with the socks on the 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 50 dollars for a t-shirt.” Limited edition, let's do some simple addition 50 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 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 Tryin' to get girls from a brand? Man, you hella won't! Man, you hella won't! Goodwill, poppin' tags, yeah! I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I'm, I'm, I'm hunting Looking for a come up This is fucking awesome I wear your grandad's clothes I look incredible I'm in this big ass coat From that thrift shop down the road I wear your grandad's clothes (damn right!) I look incredible (come on man) I'm in this big ass coat (big ass coat) From that thrift shop down the road I'm gonna pop some tags Only got 20 dollars in my pocket I'm, I'm, I'm hunting Looking for a come up This is fucking awesome "Is that your grandma's coat?"