Lyrics of Thrift shop (bart & baker electro swing club remix)

Walk up to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
I'm so pumped up 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."

Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like
Walk to the club like
Walk to the club like
Walk to the-
Walk to the-
Walk to the-

Ninety-nine cents! (bag it!)

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 freaking awesome

They be like, "oh, that gucci - that's hella tight."
I'm like, "that's fifty dollars, that ain't right''
Limited edition, let's do some simple addition
That shirt for the dough

I call that getting swindled and pimped
I call that getting tricked by a business
That shirt's hella dough
Come take a look through my telescope
Tryna get girls from a brand and you hella won't

Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like, "what up? i got a big cock!"
Walk to the club like
Walk to the club like
Walk to the club like
Walk to the-
Walk to the-
Walk to the-

Ninety-nine cents! (bag it!)

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 freaking awesome