Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz)

Hey Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

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(Ow!) I'm gonna pop some tags

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up

This is fucking awesome

Now, walk into the club like what up, I got a big cock

I'm just pumped, I bought some shit from a thrift shop

Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty

The people like

"Damn, that's a cold-ass honky"

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 99 cents (Fuck 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 stunting and flossin'

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 (Yeah, yeah)

I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a knee board

Hello, hello, my ace man, my mellow

John Wayne ain't got nothin' on my fringe game, hell no

I could take some Pro Wings, make 'em 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'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up, this is fucking awesome (Ow!)

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

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up, this is fucking awesome

What you know about rockin' the wolf on your noggin?

What you knowin' about wearing a fur fox skin?

I'm diggin', I'm diggin', I'm searchin' 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 here stuntin'

I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Mens)

I'm not, I'm not stuck, I'm searchin' in this section (Mens)

Your grammy, your auntie, your mama, your mammy

I'll take those flannel zebra jammies second hand, I rock that motherfucker

The built-in onesie with the socks on them 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

Tryna get girls from a brand? Man, you hella won't

Man, you hella won't

Goodwill

Poppin' tags

Yeah (Ow!)

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

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up, this is fucking awesome

I'll wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible

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

I'll wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible

Damn right, now come on, man

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

Big-ass coat, let's go, come on

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

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up, this is fucking awesome

Is that your grandma's coat?