Thrift Shop Lyrics - Pentatonix

I'm gonna pop some tags 

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket 

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', looking for a come-up 

This is freaking awesome 

Yo, walk into the club like, what up? I got a big duck 

I'm so pumped about some kicks from the thrift shop 

Ice on the fringe, yo it's so dang frosty 

The people like: "Yo! Where'd you get that shirt, Scotty?" 

Rolling in, rolling deep, headed to the mezzanine 

Dressed in all pink 'cept my gator shoes, those are green 

Draped in a leopard mink, girls standing next to me 

Probably should've washed this 'cuz it smells like Mitch Grassi's feet 

Oh, what? Diss! 

But hey, it was ninety-nine cents! 

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Now you're copping it, washing it 

'Bout to go and get some compliments 

Passin' up on those moccasins 

Someone else has been walking in 

But me grungy, forget it, man 

I ain't stuntin' and flossin' 

I'm saving my money 

And I'm super happy that's a bargain! 

Imma take your grandpa's style 

Imma take your grandpa's style 

No, for real, ask your grandpa 

Can I have his hand me downs? 

Velour jump suit and some house slippers 

Bookie brown leather jacket that I found diggin' 

They had a broken keyboard 

I bought a broken keyboard 

I bought a fleece blanket 

And then I bought a kneeboard, yeah 

Photos 

Hello, hello, my ace man, my Miller 

John Wayne ain't got nothin' on my fringe game, oh no 

I could take some pro-wings 

Make them cool and sell those 

The sneaker heads will be like 

"Aw, you got them velcro!" 

I'm gonna pop some tags 

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket 

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', looking for a come-up 

This is freaking awesome 

Yo, what you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin? 

What you knowin' about wearing a fur fox skin? 

I'm digging, I'm digging, I'm searching right through that luggage, yo 

One man's trash, that's another man's come-up 

Your Granny, your Auntie, your Momma, your Mammy 

I'll take those flannel zebra jammies, second-hand, I rock that motha 

That built in onsie with the socks on that motha 

I hit the party and they stop with that motha 

P-peep game, come take a look through my telescope 

Tryna get girls from my brand 

No, no, no you won't (No, no, Mama) 

No, no, no you won't (There is no way) 

No, no, no you won't 

I wear your grandad's clothes 

I look incredible, I'm in this big ol' coat 

From that thrift shop down the road (Poppin' tags!) 

I'm gonna pop some tags 

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket 

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', looking for a come-up 

This is freaking awesome 

Everybody! 

I'm gonna pop some tags 

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket 

I'm, I'm, I'm huntin', looking for a come-up 

This is freaking awesome