Macklemore and Ryan Lewis – Thrift Shop Lyrics

[Hook: Wanz]

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I’m, I’m, I’m hunting, looking for a come up, this is fucking awesome

[Verse 1: Macklemore]

Now walk into the club like "What up?! I got a big cock!"

Nah, I’m just pumped, I bought some shit from the thrift shop

Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty

The people like “Damn, that’s a cold ass honky”

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!

Bag 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 digging

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”

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Macklemore]

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 granddad for donating that plaid button-

Up shirt, ‘cause right now, I’m up in hurr stuntin'

I’m at the Goodwill, you can find me in the bins

I’m that, I’m that sucker searchin' in that section (Uptons)

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 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 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

Trying to get girls from a brand?

Man you hella won’t, man you hella won't

[Hook]

[Bridge x2: Wanz]

I wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible

I’m in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road