Hey, Macklemore! Can we go thrift shopping?

What, what, what, what… [x8]

Bada, bada, badadada [x8]

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
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
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’m a take your grandpa’s style, I’m a 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 ski 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 skirt
I’m at the Goodwill, you can find me in the (Uptons)
I’m not, I’m not stuck, I’m 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
Tryna get girls from a brand and you hella won’t
Man you hella won’t

(Goodwill… poppin’ tags… yeah!)


I wear your granddad’s clothes
I look incredible
I’m in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road
I wear your granddad’s clothes (damn right)
I look incredible (now come on man)
I’m in this big ass coat (big ass coat)
From that thrift shop down the road (let’s go)


Is that your grandma’s coat?

How The Companions Feel About Christmas

Piper - Loves to decorate. She and her sister always make a tradition out of putting up and decorating a tree. If she’s living in one of your settlements, suddenly you’ll notice conspicuous wreaths everywhere, and handpainted string lights hung between buildings.

Codsworth - Absolutely adores the season as long as you let him plan the Christmas party. He’ll make a point of reminding you that he was “programmed with over 100 different recipes for turkey!” You don’t have the heart to tell him you haven’t seen a turkey in 200 years.

MacCready - Appears to be a scrooge about the whole thing, but Christmas is actually very sentimental for him. What he doesn’t like is the over-hype that everyone else brings to it. You’ll find him quietly sitting by the tree and a fireplace, with some hot cocoa.

Hancock - Could take it or leave it, he never felt a particular attachment to the holiday. But it makes him happy seeing the joy that it brings to you and the other companions, and that’s all that matters to him.

Nick - Has some vague memories of Christmas before the war, and it gives him an oddly comfortable feeling. He likes to send cards to all of his past clients wishing them well, and likes to listen to you and Piper try to badly sing Christmas carols.

Curie - Has never experienced Christmas before and joins in on the festivities with wide eyed excitement. In her enthusiasm, she does as much research on the holiday as she can and digs out ancient traditions that you’ve never even heard of before. You indulge her though, and everyone learns something and has a great time.

Preston - Is big into the spirit of giving. He proves himself to be an amazing cook and makes enough food to feed the entire settlement, and promptly does just that. At the party you can find him in the kitchen laughing and telling old Christmas stories.

Danse - Has also never experienced Christmas before, but that was mostly due to the brotherhood having no time or patience for holidays. He loiters in a corner self conciously until he gets dragged out of it to play charades or help set the table. He won’t admit it, but he’s comforted by Curie’s unabashed enthusiasm despite not knowing what’s going on either.

Deacon - Started the ugly sweater competition, but it’s rapidly gotten out of hand. Now he’s wearing a Santa hat. Now he has reindeer antlers and a red nose. You turn around again and he’s wrapped in Christmas lights. Leave him for one more second and you’re afraid he’ll turn into a snowman.

Strong - Thinks silly human holiday stupid. Too many pretty lights and breaky things and not enough food.

Cait - Surprises everyone by loving Christmas. She’s the loudest at the party, offering everyone eggnog, and is drunk before everyone else even arrives.

X6-88 - Regards the festivities coolly. He has no interest or desire to participate in human rituals, and instead focuses on keeping watch. For the most part everyone else lets him have his spot on the wall, but you see him crack a smile when Dogmeat makes a break for the table and Danse tries to grab him, and ends up getting doused in eggnog. X6-88 returns moments later with some towels.

Dogmeat - Is in it for the table scraps, naturally.