Lyrics

Thrift Shop~ Macklemore

~Random Kid~

Hey Macklemore,

can we go thrift shopping?

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Wha, (x32) 

~Chours~

I'm gonna pop some tags,
only got $20 in my pocket.

I-I-I'm huntin',
Lookin' for a come up,

This is fucking awesome.

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Walk into the club like what up I got a big cock.
I'm so pumped,
I bought some shit from a thirft shop.

Ice and the fringe are so damn frosty.
The people like, "Damn that's a cold ass honkey,"

Rollin' in the hella deep,
headed to the mezanine.
Dressed in all pink 'cept my gator shoes.

Those are are green draped in leopard mink.
Girls standin' next to me.
Probably should 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' off those mochassins,
someone else has been walkin' in,
but me and grungie fuck 'em in.
I am stuck in a closet.

Savin' my money and I'm hella happy,
That's a bargain bitch.

I'm take it grandpa style (x2).

No for real, 
I asked your grandpa if I could have is Hand-Me-Downs.

The lords jump suit and some house slippers.
Doukie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'.

They had a broken keyboard,
I buy a borken keyboard.
I bought a ski blanket,
then bout a knee board.

Hello, Hello,
my ace man my mello.
John Wayne ain't nothin' on my friends.

Hello!

I can take some pro wings.
Make 'em cool.
Sell 'em.
The sneaker heads will be like,
"Ahh, he got the velcro,"

~Chours~

I'm gonna pop some tags,
only got $20 in my pocket.

I-I-I'm huntin',
lookin' for a come up,
this is fucking aweosme.

I'm gonna pop some tags,
only got $20 in my pocket. 

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

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What'cha know about rockin' the wolf on your nogin?
What'cha knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin?

I'm diggin',
I'm diggin',
I'm searchin' right through that luggage.
One mans trash,
that's another mans come up.

Thinkin' grandad were donating that plaid button up shirt,
'cause righ now I'm up here in stature.

I'm at the Goodwill,
you can find me in the,
I'm not, I'm not, I'm not searchin' in that section.

Your Grammy, 
your Aunties,
your momma,
your mammy.

I'll take those flannel zebra jammies second hand.
I rock that mothafucka.
They built a onesie with the socks on the mothafucka.

I hit the part that they stopped that mothafucka.
They be like, "Oh! That's gucci. That's hella tight,"

I'm like, "Yo! that's $50 for a T-shirt,"

Limited edition.
Let's do some simple addtion.
$50 for a T-shirt for some ingnorant bitch.

I call that swindled and perished.
I call that getting strict by a buissness.
That shirt's hella dope and I bliss I'm one in 6 otherpeople in this club, 
it's a hella dome.

Eat game,
come take a look through my telescope.
Tryna get girls with my brand.

Man you hella won't.
Man you hella won't.

~Random Kid~

Goodwill!
Poppin' tags.

~Chours~

I'm gonna pop some tags,
only got $20 in my pocket.

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

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I'll wear your grandads clothes.
I look incredible.
I'm in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road.

I wear your grandads clothes.
I look incredible.
I'm in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road.

~Chours~

I'm gonna pop some tags,
only got $20 in my pocket.

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

~Random kid~

Is that your grandma's coat?

*Girl softly laughs*

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(Some of the lyrics MAY BE wrong)