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 $#&@in' 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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(Skip's rap, you figure it out)