A bunch'a white boys, ain't got no bling-bling
'cuz Cristal sucks, man, we only drink Yuengling
i take a step back with my two left feet
i dance like a spaz and i can't keep a beat
'cuz i'm white, ch'all, that's right, ch'all
first class honkey in a second class world
get it up, get it down, party in my trailer - a 12-pack minimum with styrofoam container
it's mighty white, this world that we're livin' in
vanilla is the flavor and that's how i'm chillin', i'm a cracker
he goes good with wine and cheese
so slide over, baby, take a bite outta me
i'm a master cracker of honkeytown, yeah i'm gettin' high while i'm gettin' down
i'm a wasp in distress, a picture of excess, down with whitey is what i stress
'cuz i live in a white world, live in a white house, that damn white picket fence - i'm original white bread, got all the cool fans
i'm the ultimate anglo man
(smoothe vanilla world) i got all the good jobs
(smoothe vanilla world) buy me baby a boob job
i ain't no high-class pimp in a double wide trailer
mama needs some meth, so man, bet you could nail'er
i'm a tasty pop tart, i'm a rice crispy treat, we're the mashmellow cream that you love to eat
'cuz we're white, ch'all, that's right, ch'all, so fuckin' white that it's painful
white trash, low class, somewhere in the middle
i'm a country boy but i don't play the fiddle - my corn liquor's strong, i put it in my bong - the white lightning haze keeps me rockin' for days 'cuz it's a smoothe vanilla world that we're livin' in
bein' white is original sin

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