Bart Baker feat Alex Farnham - Thrift Shop Parody (Clean/Radio Edit) | Текст песни

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• Bart Baker feat Alex Farnham
• Thrift Shop Parody (Clean/Radio Edit)

Wut wut wut wut (4x)
Oh!
I got a nasty rash
Probably from wearing this gross used jacket
Front pocket, just found a used condom
Guess I should’ve washed it
Walking into the club like “Wait, what? I think that I’m lost”
I’m messed up and smell like piss from the thrift shop
Wipe the dandruff with so much swagger
The people like “Damn, that’s a gross ass cracker”
Wearing these used panties
Hope you don’t get a disease
Who gives a ****?
Got them with these shoes, super cheap
Those really stink
Said a girl sitting next to me
You look like you’re homeless
And what is that on your jeans?
***z
But hey, pretty sure it’s aids free!
They had a bloody sweater,
I bought a bloody sweater
Since I’ve been wearing it
My stomach is starting to hurt
Hello, hello, my skin’s turning yellow
Oh, that’s the hepatitis; it comes with all of the clothes
Now I’m feeling real sick
Gonna puke on my toes
The sneaker heads will be like
Ah! Not on the Velcro’s!
I don’t know where I am
Does someone know how to get to McDonalds?
I got lost, now I’m in a thrift shop
This is f**king awful
I can help you with that
I just found a Big Mac in my back pocket
Oh needle, I also found a needle
This tastes f**king awful
What you know about having a really bad hairdo?
What you know about getting cramps from my hat, dude?
I’m digging, I’m digging, and I’m searching right through this dumpster
This dead cat would go perfect with my shirt!
Thank your granddad for donating his old dirty dentures
Even though my mouth really hurts
Are you okay man?
I think you should see a doctor
Nah, I’ll be fine
I don’t need no god damn doctor
My hands are turning black
I can’t feel my nut sack
I got gonorrhea and the clap
Oh man, it stings like a motha f**ka
I think the bugs are biting in this motha f**ka
Okay, honestly dude, stop saying motha f**ka!
I just lost all the feeling in my legs now
I can’t walk so I’m crawling on the damn ground
Stop playing saxophone
And help me get back up so I can go back to the club and show off my clothes
Dude, you’re bleeding from your nose
Your mouth is full of foam
I don’t care man, let’s go
Macklemore looks like ass
I think he needs a thrift shop intervention
He is green, and he is seizuring
We need to talk to him
We think you need rehab
This is getting real bad
Stop buying diseased clothes
From the thrift shop down the road
But they’re incredible
He needs a hospital
Let’s take him, it’s down the road
Where my arms and legs go?
We cut off all your limbs
They were infected from the gross clothes you bought
You almost died
You’re lucky to be alive
Yo, where’s the nearest thrift shop?
You know, there’s actually one right down the road
Dude, thanks man
Hella dope parody by the way
Dude, was that Macklemore?