Lyrics:
Me & ninaaa
Like Martin & gina
White beater
Red nose
Gated house uh
Picket fence
Backyard
Dig a ditch
6 feet
Undefeated nigga
...
Quarters in
this white preppie can rap
and the verse is about done, finish with a chorus
and take my place as raps first Zack Morris
i've been long time time
White Power is...creating Hate where at first there was none
From Chinese gunpowder, the invention of the gun
From ancient Egypt, steal
was
And still by her side the first guy stayed
Head gettin' more fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why
And then
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
one who held it down for lower class
Before it was cool to be white trash
You can't change the world so why try
Watch them change to tie die's
From
move
Tools I got take a nigga out his shoes
Tools I got leave a nigga on the news"
Unc' said, "Papi, you a bad man"
He went back to digging in the trash
gon' get bands
Me and my dog fuck these hoes by the ten
It just me and my dog in that mofuckin' Benz
I can't wait for my dog to get out that fuckin'
car for the low
Low price and APR you were given
With no payments for the
First twenty-four months
And we pay your closing costs and sales tax
With
but tryna mask it
Shit I'm that nigga from my side, why lie?
Big dog stand like a high rise to you small fires
You can't match it, I know how it feels
ran this shit up out the trash
This bitch wit me she is high class
No credit I only spend cash
I hustled hard had to stack it up
Bitch I came from
grass
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Harvey baby, Christ on the arm I'm gnarly baby
Fuck with me? Not hardly baby
And you know
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't
don't chop-chop
These niggas trash first class addict, 30
Hell nah, I ain't tryna lie
Keep talm' 'bout bags, he'll never last
Young crew on his ass (yeah)
drop a new album
That show fuckin' sucked dick! That show was
Trash what none of these kids
Knew was that I was halfway done
With a brand new album
Yeah, she got macked by some dope-dealin' nigga
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all the first guy did was
smoked him in my Robins
Rob a nigga dark night, like Gotham
That nigga is trash, and LeBron he floppin'
I already knew that the lil'
Nigga was a bitch
MBB
Man you know I'm your bitch favorite
Aye, shhh yeah, yeah
If she ain't high class doc martens
Give that bitch the boot dog no starting
Let them
Caught him buying a white tee, whole time he gon' be on one
First class, straight the god, he ain't make it from the store run
Steady posting all them
down for white class
Before it was cool to be white trash
You can't change the world so why try
Watch them chains to tidies
From fist fights to drive bys
wanna be a saint
I don't wanna be something I ain't
First you get a little long in the tooth
Next you're tryin' to find a fountain of youth
It's
they called me in my class
Never measured to the marks
Now the marks want my autograph
Party for the Dogs
Dylan
Tommy
Hella crossed
B Day shit
Better
but
I think this poor white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Fred Sanford and welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never
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