Thrift Shop (Clean Radio Version)

Hey, Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

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I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got 20 dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is f- awesome

Now, walk up to the club like, "What up? I got a big c-"
I'm so pumped about some sh- from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so d- frosty
The people like, "Damn! That's a cold-cold honkey"

Rollin' in, hella deep, headin' 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 should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Pssss)

But sh-, it was 99 cents
'Bout to cope it and wash it, and 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else's been walkin' in
Bummy and g-, I am stuck in the closet
Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain, b-

I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma 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 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 mellow
John Wayne ain't got nothing on my fringe game, hell no
I could take some Pro Wings, make 'em cool, sell those
The sneaker heads would be like "Ah, he got the Velcros"

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got 20 dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is f- awesome

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got 20 dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is f- awesome

What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?
What you knowin' about wearin' 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-

Thank your granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
'Cause right now I'm up in here stuntin'
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the
I'm not, I'm not searchin' in that section

Your grandma, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, and rock those, rock those
The built-in onesie with the socks -
I hit the party and they stop in -
They be like, "Oh, that Gucci, that's hella tight"
I'm like, "Yo, that's 50 dollars for a T-shirt"
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
50 dollars, 50 dollars for a T-shirt, that's just some ignorant -

I call that getting swindled and pimped
I call that getting tricked by a business
Yes, that shirt's hella dough
In a bliss, I am one of six other people in this club that is a hella don't
Peep game, come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls from a brand and you hella won't
Man you hella won't

(Goodwill, poppin' tags, haha)

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got 20 dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is f- 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 (damn right)
I look incredible (now come on, man)
I'm in this big coat (big coat)
From that thrift shop down the road (let's go)

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got 20 dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is f- awesome

Is that your grandmother's coat?



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Writer(s): Ben Haggerty, Ryan Lewis
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