Cancion thrift shop y letra
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Letra en ingles
Hey, Macklemore! Can we go thrift shopping?
What, what, what, what... [x7]
Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9]
[Hook:]
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
[Verse 1:]
Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
I'm so 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 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
(Piiisssssss)
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
But me and grungy fuckin 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, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
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"
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
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 granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
'Cause right now I'm up in her stunting
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons)
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 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? Man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)
[Hook]
[Bridge: 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]
Is that your grandma's coat?
Letra en Español
Letra en ingles
Hey, Macklemore! Can we go thrift shopping?
What, what, what, what... [x7]
Bada, badada, badada, bada... [x9]
[Hook:]
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
[Verse 1:]
Nah, Walk up to the club like, "What up, I got a big cock!"
I'm so 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 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
(Piiisssssss)
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
But me and grungy fuckin 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, then I bought a kneeboard
Hello, hello, my ace man, my Mello
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"
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2:]
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 granddad for donating that plaid button-up shirt
'Cause right now I'm up in her stunting
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I'm not, I'm not sick of searchin' in that section (Uptons)
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 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? Man you hella won't
Man you hella won't
(Goodwill... poppin' tags... yeah!)
[Hook]
[Bridge: 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]
Is that your grandma's coat?
Letra en Español
Voy a poner algunas etiquetas
Sólo tengo 20 dólares en mi bolsillo
Yo, yo, yo estoy acechando, a punto de ponerlo en marcha
Esto es j*didamente increíble
Entra al club como lo venías haciendo, tengo una p*lla grande
Estoy tan entusiasmado, me compré algunas m*erdas en la tienda de segunda mano
Hay hielo en la nevera que está bien congelado
La gente dice “demonios, eso es el c*lo frío de un blanco”
Me voy para el abismo infernal, dirigiéndome al entresuelo
Vistiéndome todo de rosa, excepto mis zapatos de cocodrilo, esos son verdes
Las nenas vestidas de leopardo y se paran a mi lado
Probablemente deberían haber lavado todo esto, huele como los zapatos de R. Kelly
Pisss
Pero m*erda, fueron 99 centavos
Si los cojo, lávenlos
Para ir a buscar más elogios pasando con mis mocasines
Alguien más ha caminado por aquí, pero yo los mandé al carajo
Me atrofia, conservo el hilo dental y guardo mi dinero
Y sigo feliz, eso es una ganga p*rra
Llevo el estilo de tu abuelo, llevo el estilo de tu abuelo
No, de verdad, pregúntele a su abuelo: ¿puedo tener, su mano?
Traje de terciopelo y sandalias caseras
Chaqueta de cuero café y me encuentro cavando
Tenían un teclado roto, compré ese teclado roto
Compré una manta de esquí, luego compré unas rodilleras
Hola, hola, mi hombre experto, mi melo
John Wayne no tiene nada que hacer en mi juego de amigos
Diablos no
Puedo coger un poco de vuelo, refréscate y vende
El líder de los zapatos de lona dice
“Ah, él tiene los zapatos Velcro”
Voy a poner algunas etiquetas
Sólo tengo 20 dólares en mi bolsillo
Yo, yo, yo estoy acechando, a punto de ponerlo en marcha
Esto es j*didamente increíble
Voy a poner algunas etiquetas
Sólo tengo 20 dólares en mi bolsillo
Yo, yo, yo estoy acechando, a punto de ponerlo en marcha
Esto es j*didamente increíble
Qué sabes de mover la cabeza
Qué sabes de usar piel de coyote
Estoy sacando, estoy sacando, buscando a mi derecha de este equipaje
La basura de un hombre, eso es otro hombre que pone todo en marcha
Gracias a tu abuelo por la donación de camisas de cuadros
Porque en estos momentos estoy de prisa
Estoy en el fondo del comercio, puedes encontrarme en los contenedores
Yo no, yo no, no busco en esa sección
Tu abuela, tu tía, tu mamá, tu madrina
Me quedo con las pijamas de franelas de cebra
Segunda mano, quitaré a ese hijo de p*ta
Ellos construyeron un onesie con los calcetines del hijo de p*ta
Enciendo la fiesta y ellos la paran
Hijos de p*ta
Están como yo! Son 50 dólares para una sola camisa
Edición limitada, vamos a hacer una simple audición
50 dólares para una camisa, eres una pendeja ignorante
Llamo para que se lleven a esos ladrones y a esas p*rras
Llamo para que se lleven a los que engañan en los negocios
Esa camisa de droga y ese dicho infernal
Somos yo y otras 6 personas es este club que no es infernal
La banda Peek, ven a observar por mi telescopio
Intento conseguir nenas con mi marca, hombre, tú no estarás allí
Hombre, tú no estarás allí
Voy a poner algunas etiquetas
Sólo tengo 20 dólares en mi bolsillo
Yo, yo, yo estoy acechando, a punto de ponerlo en marcha
Esto es j*didamente increíble
Me visto con ropa de tu abuelo
Me veo increíble
Tengo este abrigo con un gran c*lo de esa tienda de segunda mano debajo del camino
Vestiré ropa de tu abuelo
Me veré increíble
Tengo este abrigo con un gran c*lo de esa tienda de segunda mano debajo del camino
Voy a poner algunas etiquetas
Sólo tengo 20 dólares en mi bolsillo
Yo, yo, yo estoy acechando, a punto de ponerlo en marcha
Esto es j*didamente increíble.
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