Chords for MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS - THRIFT SHOP (Lyrics) FEAT. WANZ

Hey Malcolm or can we go first shopping?
What what what what what what?
What what what what?
What what what what what?
What what what what? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I'm gonna pop some tags, only [B] got twenty dollars in my pocket
[Db] I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a drummer, [Abm] this is fucking awesome
Walk into the club like, what up, I got a big pack
I'm just pumped, I bought some shit from a thrift shop
Ice in the fringe, it's so damn frosty
The people [N] like, damn, that's a cold ass honky
Rollin' in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine
Dressed in all pink, sent my gator shoes, those are great
Then I look [Abm] for make, girls standing next to me
Probably [Gb] should've watched this, smells like R.
Kelly, please _ _
_ [Ab] But shit, it was ninety-nine cents, I get coppin' it, watchin' it
Bout to go and get some compliments, patting up on those moccasins
Someone else is done walking in, but me and Grudgy fuckin'
I am [E] stunting and blustering, saving my money
And [Abm] I'm hella happy, that's a bargain, bitch
I'ma take it grandpa style, I'ma take it grandpa style
No for real, ask your grandpa, can I have his hand me down
My Lord dumped suit and some house flippers
Dukie Brown leather jacket that I found, nigga
Had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
Bought a skeet blanket, then I bought a new board
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Miller
John Wayne ain't got nothin' on my fringe game, hell
I could take some pro wings, make him cool, sell [Ab] those
Sneakerheads would be like, aw, he got the Velcro
I'm gonna pop some tags, only [B] got twenty dollars in my pocket
[Db] I'm huntin', lookin' for a comma, [Eb] this is fuckin' [Gb] awesome
[Abm] I'm gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm huntin', lookin' for a comma, this is fuckin' [N] awesome
What you know about rockin' the wolf on your noggin'
What you knowin' about wearin' a fur fox skin
I'm diggin', I'm diggin', I'm searchin' right through that luggage
One man's trash, that's another man's come up
[Abm] Thank your granddad, Lord don't need an app
Glad I put it up, sure, cause right now I'm up in her circle
I'm at the game, will you combine me in the app?
I'm not, I'm not stuck on searchin' in the section
[Db] Your grandma, [Ab] your auntie, your mama, your mammy
I'll take those flannel zebra jammies secondhand
I rock that motherfucker, the built-in onesie with the socks on that [A] motherfucker
I hit the party and they stoppin' that [Abm] 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 edition
Fifty dollars for a t-shirt, that's just a mignorant bitch
I call that, getting swindled and pimped
I call that, getting tricked by a business
This, that shirt, hella dope
And I been the same one as six other people in this club
It's a hella dope eat game
Come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls, [Ebm] my brand menu, hella [Ab] won't _
Menu, hella [B] won't
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Goodwill, [Eb] poppin' pies, [Gb] yes I have
I'm gonna pop some bags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm huntin', lookin' for a drummer
This is fuckin' awesome
[Ab] I'll wear your granddad's [B] clothes
I look incredible
[Db] I'm in this big ass [B] coat
From that thrift [Db] shop down the road
[Ab] I'll wear your granddad's clothes
[B] I look incredible
[Db] I'm in this big ass coat
[B] From that thrift [Dbm] shop down the road
[Abm] I'm gonna pop some bags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm huntin', lookin' for a drummer
[B] This is fuckin' [Ebm] awesome
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Is that your grandma's coat?
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