What, what, what, what…
I’m gonna pop some tags, only got Styleogue’s tips in my pocket, I- I- I’m hunting, looking for a costume…This is stylin’ awesome.
Brett walk up to the club like, “What up? I got a shirt and khakis!”
I’m so pumped about this stuff from the thrift shop
Grab an umbrella, it’s so damn windy
That Ana be like, “Damn! That’s a sick ass costume.”
Rollin’ in, hella deep, headin’ on to Bree
Dressed normally, ‘cept her thrift belt, that’s new
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly’s sheets
But shoot, she looks like Kim Possible!
Savin ‘ my money and I’m hella happy that’s a bargain, Francis