Macklemore Thrift Shop lyrics

Songwriters: RYAN S LEWIS, BEN HAGGERTY

Hey Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

What, what, what, what... (x7)
Oh!
Oh!

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-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 so pumped I bought some shit from a thrift shop
Ice in the fringe 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, '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
Pissssssssss
But shit it was ninety nine cents (bag it)
Copin' it washin' it
Bout to go and get some compliments passin' off on those moccasins
Someone else has been walkin' in but me and grungie fuck 'em in
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
I'mma take your grandpa's style, I'mma take your grandpa's style,
No for real ask your grandpa can I have his hand-me-downs (Thank you)
Velour jump suit and some house slippers
Dookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin'
They had a broken keyboard I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man my mello
John Wayne ain't got nothin' on my fringe game
Hell no
I can take some pro wings, make 'em cool, sell those
The sneaker heads will be like
"Ahhh he got the velcro"

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

Whatcha know bout rockin' a wolf on your noggin
Whatcha knowin about wearin' a fur fox skin
I'm diggin', I'm diggin', I'm searching right through that luggage
One mans trash that's another mans come up
Thank your grand dad for donating that plaid button
Up shirt cause right now I'm up in her skirt
I'm at the Goodwill you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not stuck on searching in that section (Uptons)
Your Grammy, your auntie, your momma, you mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies secondhand and rock that mothafucka
The built a onesie with the socks on the mothafucka
I hit the party and they stopped in that mothafucka
They be like "oh that's 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 (sheeeeit)
I call that getting swindled and pimped (sheeeeit)
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dough
And havin the same one as six other people in this club is a hella don't
Peep game come take a look through my telescope
Tryin'a get girls with my brand man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Goodwill... Poppin' Tags... Yeah! )

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

I'll wear your granddads clothes,
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From the thrift shop down the road

I wear your granddads clothes,
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From the thrift shop down the road

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I-I-I'm huntin'
Lookin' for a come up
This is fucking awesome

Hahaha
Is that your grandma's coat?