When the little girl voice comes on and says: is that your grandmas coat? Hahaha, this is macklemore using social commentary to criticize the youth for making fun of eachother when someone wears something that is not "in".
Just my thoughts. BlackIceTree on January 08, Link. General Comment I believe this song mocks the mentality of todays youth; that the value of their cloths refelects the value of their person. The speaker is saying that you don't need to spend a lot of money to find cloths that look nice. You shouldn't spend money for the sake of spending money and give in to greedy bussinesses that trick you into thinking that you need a product.
The song also implies that no matter how gawdy the cloths he wears are, people will always complement him because he is a famous rapper and he makes weird styles cool. The speaker is mocking impressionable people. Spiph on January 19, Link. General Comment If you're actually truly looking for the meaning to this song, you're reading way too much into it.
It's basically a joke. Making light of being broke and trying to fit in with kids who buy super expensive nice clothes. That is literally all there is to it.
Larlarlauren on January 20, Link. Artists - M. Rate These Lyrics. More Macklemore Lyrics. SongMeanings is a place for discussion and discovery. User does not exist. Incorrect Password. Remember Me. I'm gonna pop some tags Only got twenty dollars in my pocket I'm-I'm-I'm huntin', lookin' for a come up This is fucking awesome! Now, walk into the club like What up? I got a big cock Nah, I'm just pumped, I bought some shit from a thrift shop Ice on the fringe is so damn frosty The people like: Damn, that's a cold ass honkey Rollin' in hella deep, headed to the mezzanine Dressed in all pink 'cept my gator shoes, those are green Draped in a leopard mink, girl standin' next to me Probably should've washed this Smells like R.
Kelly sheets Piss! But shit, it was ninety-nine cents! 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 knee board 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 'em cool, sell those The sneaker heads would be like Ah, he got the Velcros!
What you know about rockin' a 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 Thank your granddad for donatin' 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 bins I'm not-I'm not stuck on searchin' in that section mens Your grammy, your auntie, your mama, your mammy I'll take those flannel zebra jammies second hand And I'll rock that, motherfucker The built-in onesie with the socks on the 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 business That shirt's hella though 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?
I got a big cock! Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty That people like, 'Damn! That's a cold ass honkey. 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 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'mma take your grandpa's style, I'mma take your grandpa's style No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs?
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.
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