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Correct White Crime Lyrics
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Lil Dicky
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Correct White Crime
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Lot of rappers talking that shit, not enough doing that shit Y’know i’m sayin’? yeah People acting like I ain’t a fucking criminal Like I ain’t never doing dirt though Probably cause the way i’m doing shit is clinical But i’ve been putting in some work, breh I see you looking at me cynical, stop looking at me I ain’t fucking with your smirk ho We’ve been doing shit, despicable But we just keep it on a low, for example Walk in to the movie with my pants full Twix, bag of chips, plus a snapple Stealing all the shampoos, from the hotel’s pretty bathrooms Cheating, i’ve been peekin’ in the classroom Looking like a nice guy, ‘til I take your motherfucking wi-fi And torrent every single song in my library Then I drive by very fucking high by everybody While my lady licking my five inch dick White crime White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Doing business at the airport Ask security, I ain’t fraught Lot of shit up in my jansport Six ounce of the face wash (the limit three) My duffle bigger than what can board My shuffle on during take-off Will I help in an emergency? yeah, sure Exit row, fingers straight crossed Thinking dave’s soft But I know you see me j-walking Piss in public, no caution Halloween bucket? take one, fuck you thinkin’ dave was Give me all your motherfucking chocolate, ho At the stop sign, never fully stopping though Filling water cups up, with a lot of coke Egging homes, motherfucker, a lot of yolk Not alone up in this motherfucker, a lot of folks, been doing… White crime White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh Even though the speeding limit sixty five I’m doing seventy five without a seat belt on And i’ve been texting, driving reckless I was seventeen when I first tried a guiness on the tennis team We used to haze a lot of freshmen Lil dicky put a hoop up in the street Without obtaining permission From the city, and every christmas day I’m going to cinemas with single tickets to single flicks But go to additional pictures, sorry, but your boy is malicious And back when I was eighteen, statutory raping This little ho, even though we was dating And if I am taking public transportation On the quiet train I might have a conversation Fuck it i’m the man Puitting trash up in some other people’s cans though At the work fridge, stealing can coke And up at the holiday party, i’m grinding colleagues on the dance floor Dick been rubbing against their assholes, say it’s not White crime White crime Yeah, we ‘bout that Do a lot of dirt, never doubt that Lot of rap twerps, love to shout crap Love to make their mouth flat When it come to burd, no, we spout facts You 'gon learn what i’m 'bout, breh
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