Macklemore and Ryan Lewis - Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz) | Текст песни

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• Macklemore and Ryan Lewis
• Thrift Shop (feat. Wanz)

[Hook: Wanz]
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!

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Walk into the club like what up? I got a big cock.
Nah, I'm just pumped, I bought 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, coppin' it, washin' it.
‘Bout to go and get some compliments, passing up on those moccasins
Someone else has been walking in, bummy and grungy, fucking it!
I am stunting and flossing and saving my money and I'm hella happy,
That's a bargain, bitch, Imma take your grandpa style,
Imma take your grandpa style, no, for real, ask your grandpa,
Can I have his hand-me-downs, 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."

[Hook: x2]

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
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 bins,
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 onesie 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 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, man, you hella won't.

[Hook]

[Bridge: Wanz - x2]
I wear your granddad's clothes, I look incredible,
I'm in this big ass coat from that thrift shop down the road.

[Hook]


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