Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz)

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, Wanz

9 Oct 2012

Lyrics

 

Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz) - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

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

 

Walk into the club like what up?

I got a big cock

I'm just pumped up off 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 shoulda washed this,

smells like R.Kelly sheets, piss

 

But shit, it was 99 cents, buy it,

cop it and washing it

'Bout to go and get some compliments,

passing up on those moccasins

Someone else has been walking in,

bummy and grudgy, fucking it

I am stunting and plus it is saving money

and I'm hella happy

That's a bargain bitch,

I'mma take your grandpa style

I'mma take your grandpa style,

no for real, ask your grandpa

Can I hand-me-downs?

have his 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 Miller

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 twenty 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 twenty 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 granddad for donating that plaid button up shirt

'Cause right now, I'm up in here stunting

I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the Uptons

I'm that sucker, sucker searching in the section

Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy

I'll take those flannel zebra jammies,

second hand and I'll rock that motherfucker

They built a onsie 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 only 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?

Then you hella won't, then you hella won't

 

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

 

I wear your granddad's clothes,

 

I look incredible

 

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

 

I wear your granddad's clothes,

 

I look incredible

I'm in this big coat from that

thrift shop down the road

 

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

 

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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