Ryan Lewis - Thrift Shop lyrics

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 f**ing awesome Now, walk into the club like, "what up I got a big co*k" Nah, I'm just pumped I bought some sh** from a thrift shop Ice in the fringe is so damn frosty The people like "Damn, that's a cold a** 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 sh** it was ninety nine cents (bag it) Copin' it washin' it Bout to go and get some compliments pa**in' off on those moccasins Someone else has been walkin' in but me and grungie f** 'em in I am stuntin' and flossin' and Savin my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, b**h 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 f**ing 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 f**ing 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 bu*ton 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 mothaf**a The built a onesie with the socks on the mothaf**a I hit the party and they stopped in that mothaf**a 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 b**h (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 f**ing awesome I'll wear your granddads clothes, I look incredible I'm in this big a** coat From the thrift shop down the road I wear your granddads clothes, I look incredible I'm in this big a** 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 f**ing awesome Hahaha Is that your grandma's coat?