Thrift Shop Parody

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 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
 Walkin' 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 swag
 The people like:
 "Damn, that's a gross ass cracker"
 Wearing these used panties
 Hope you don't get a disease
 Who gives a shit?
 Got 'em 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?
 Jizzzz
 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 shin's turning yellow
 Oh, thats the hepatitis
 It comes with all of the clothes
 Now I'm feeling real sick
 Gonna puke on my toes
 The sneakers head will be like:
 "AH! Not on the Velcros!"
 I don't know where I am
 Does someone knows how to get to Mc Donalds?
 I got lost, now I'm in the thrift shop
 This is fucking 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 fucking awful
 What you know about having a really bad hair-do?
 What you know about getting cramps from my hat, dude?
 I'm diggin', I'm diggin'
 I'm searchin' right through this dumpster
 This dead cat would go perfect with my shirt!
 Thank your grandad 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 mothafucka
 I think the bugs are biting in this mothafucka
 Okay, honestly dude
 Stop saying mothafucka!
 I just lost all my feelings in my legs now
 I can't walk so I'm crawlin' 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
 And they blahblahblah
 He needs a hospital!
 Lets 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?
 

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Duration
03:13
Key
1
Tempo
95 BPM

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