Thrift Shop – Song Lyric Sunday – Clothes

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Thrift Shop – Song Lyric Sunday – Clothes

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This week the theme is songs that mention, Suit, Pants, Dress, Shirt suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. in the lyrics.

Thanks to Jim Adams for hosting this musical challenge each week.

To join in today’s challenge, and also see other entries just click this link below:

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/04/30/better-planning/

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Old song or newer song, that was the question for me. There were so many I could think of.

I went with this one, because I like it a lot, and the fun of shopping at a thrift shop is something I do all the time. So I can relate to the song and the video.

Caution – there are some bad words

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I read that the video was filmed in several thrift shops in the Seattle area.

The song illustrates Macklemore’s interest in buying cheap clothing from thrift shops, disdaining designer labels and trends. (from the Wiki article)

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“Thrift Shop”, by Macklemore & Ryan Lewis, featuring Wanz, was released from their album, “The Heist”, in 2012. It was written by Ben Haggerty and Ryan Lewis.

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Hey Macklemore? Can we go thrift shopping?
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what (bada, bada, bada doo da)
What, what, what, what (bada, bada, bada doo da)
What, what, what, what (bada, bada, bada doo da)
What, what, what, what (bada, bada, bada doo da) oh
oh
(Bada, bada, bada doo da)
(Bada, bada, bada doo da) ow
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
Nah walk up to the club like, what up, I got a big cock
I’m just pumped, just bought some shit from the thrift shop (oh)
Ice on the fringe, it’s so damn frosty
The people like, “Damn! That’s a cold ass 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 shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly’s sheets
(Piss)
But shit, it was ninety-nine cents
(Bag it) coppin’ it, washin’ it
‘Bout to go and get some compliments
Passin’ up on those moccasins someone else’s been walkin’ in them
Bummy and grungy, fuck it man, I am stuntin’ and flossin’ and
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 “Aw, 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 come up
Thank your grandad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
‘Cause right now I’m up in her’ stuntin’
I’m at the Goodwill, you can find me in the bins
I’m that, I’m that sucker searchin’ in that section , mens
Your grammy, your aunty, your momma, your mammy
I’ll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motherfucker
The built-in onesie with the socks on that 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 a business
That shirt’s hella dope
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
Then you hella won’t
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 wear your grandad’s clothes
I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road
I wear your grandad’s clothes (damn right)
I look incredible (oh, c’mon man)
I’m in this big ass coat (big ass coat)
From that thrift shop down the road (let’s go)
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
Is that your grandma’s coat?
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Ben Haggerty / Ryan Scott Lewis
Thrift Shop lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
 © 2022 BS

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