Thrift Shop (feat. Macklemore & Ryan Lewis)

What, what, what, what

I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got 20 dollars in my pocket

I, I, I’m hunting, lookin’ for a come-up

This is fucking awesome

Walk into the club like: What up, I got a big cock

I’m so pumped, I bought some shit from a thrift shop

Ice in the fridge is so damn frosty

The people like: Damn, that’s a cold ass honkey

Rollin’ in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine

Dressed in all pink, except my gator shoes, those are green

Draped in a leopard mink girls standin’ next to me

Probably should have washed this, it smells like R. Kelly’s sheets

Piss

But shit, it was 99 cents

If I get caught in it, washin’ it

‘Bout to go and get some compliments passin’ up on those moccasins

Someone else has been walkin’ ‘in, but me and grungie fuckin’ ‘em

I am stuntin’ and flossin’ and savin’ my money

And I’m hella happy, that’s a bargain, bitch

Imma take your grandpa’s style, imma take your grandpa’s style

No, for real, ask your grandpa, can I have his hand-me-downs?

Velour jump suit and some house slippers

Doukie brown leather jacket that I found diggin’

They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard

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

Hello, hello, my ace man, my mello

John Wayne ain’t got nothing on my friends game

Hell no!

I can take some pro wings make ‘em cool, sell those

The sneaker heads will be like

Ah, he got the Velcro

I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got 20 dollars in my pocket

I, I, I’m hunting, lookin’ for a come-up

This is fucking awesome

I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got 20 dollars in my pocket

I, I, I’m hunting, lookin’ for a come-up

This is fucking awesome

What you know ‘bout rockin’ the wolf on your noggin

What you knowin’ 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 grand dad 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 not, I’m not, I’m not searching in that section

Your grandma, your aunty, your momma, you mammy

I’ll take those flannel zebra ‘jammies secondhand, I’ll rock that motherfucker

They built an onesie with the socks on the motherfucker

I hit the party and they stopped 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

I call that getting swindled and pimped

I call that getting tricked by a business

That shirt’s hella dope and that bliss

I am one and six other people in this club is a hella don’t

Peek gang, come take a look through my telescope

Trying to get girls with my brand, man, you hella won’t

Man, you hella won’t

I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got 20 dollars in my pocket

I, I, I’m hunting, looking for a come-up

This is fucking awesome

I wear your grand dad’s clothes

I look incredible

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

I'll wear your grand dad’s clothes

I’ll look incredible

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

I’m gonna pop some tags

Only got 20 dollars in my pocket

I, I, I’m hunting, looking for a come-up

This is fucking awesome