Nada

Hey Macklemore, can we go thrift shopping?

What, what, what, what, what, what, what

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

Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock! "
Nah, I'm just pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty
That people like, "Damn! That's a cold ass honky"
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 should've washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets
(Piiss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! (Bag it)
Fuck it, coppin' it, washin' it
'Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins
Someone else's been walkin' in
Bummy and grungy, fuck it man
I am stuntin' and flossin' and
Savin' my money
And I'm hella happy that's a bargain, bitch
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
And 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 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 - I - I'm hunting, looking 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 hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking 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