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feat wanz macklemore ryan lewis - thrift shop (feat. wanz) - macklemore & ryan lewis lyrics

hey, macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

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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 f-cking awesome

walk into the club like “what up? i got a big c-ck!”
nah, i’m just pumped, bought some sh-t from a thrift shop
ice on the fringe is so d-mn frosty
people like “d-mn, that’s a cold -ss honky!”
rolling in h-lla 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’s sheets (p-sssssss)
but sh-t, it was ninety-nine cents!
bag it, copping it, washing it, ’bout to go and get some compliments
p-ssing up on those moccasins someone else been has walking in
b-mmy and grudgy, f-cking it, i am stunting and flossing and
saving my money and i’m h-lla happy, that’s a bargain b-tch
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? (thank you!)
velour jumpsuit and some house slippers
dookie brown leather jacket that i found, dig it
they had a broken keyboard, i bought a broken keyboard
i bought a skeet blanket, then i bought a knee board
h-llo, h-llo, my ace man, my mello
john wayne ain’t got nothing on my fringe game, h-ll 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 f-cking 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 b-tton
up shirt, ‘cause right now, i’m up in here stuntin’
i’m at the goodwill, you can find me in the (uptons)
i’m that, i’m that sucker searching in this section (uptons)
your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
i’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, secondhand and rock that motherf-cker
the built-in onesie with the socks on that motherf-cker
i hit the party and they stop in that motherf-cker
they be like “oh that gucci, that’s h-lla 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 b-tch sh-t
i call that getting swindled and pimped, sh-t
i call that getting tricked by a business, that shirt’s h-lla dough
and having the same one as six other people in this club is a h-lla don’t
peep game, come take a look through my telescope
trying to get girls from a brand, man, you h-lla won’t
man, you h-lla won’t

(goodwill… poppin’ tags… yeah!)

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 f-cking awesome

i’ll wear your granddad’s clothes
i look incredible
i’m in this big -ss coat
from that thrift shop down the road

i wear your granddad’s clothes (d-mn right)
i look incredible (c’mon!)
i’m in this big -ss coat (big -ss 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 f-cking awesome

(is that your grandma’s coat?)

- feat wanz macklemore ryan lewis lyrics

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