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Lyric Body	white kids love hip hop and disc jocks, go-carts and fist fights, getting drunk on bud then getting high like a pitch pipe. are you an mc chris type; a hip hop lovin’ half pint? then just turn on your heartlight. a bunsen burner barfly. this is our time blast it from the boombox, liberate the goondocks, saw your cousin in a tube top, bust a nugget in a tube sock. it’s tupac, it’s big pop, it’s hip hop, it don’t stop. cuz I love that song, I love that groove. motherfucker, I can’t help but move. so if you don’t mind, if it’s alright with you I’m gonna get in the electric slide line just to prove that: chorus – white kids love hip hop x3 white kids love hip hop and axel, tractors and rambo, playing unreal tournament with infinite ammo. taggers and vandals in black socks and sandals, doin as many drugs as they can motherfuckin’ handle. skippin’ school, breakin’ rules and flippin the bird, fast food cartoons after ittin’ some erb. freakin dem flirts, making’m pur till it hurts, just a couple nerds clockin’ the curbs, a couple a words about my nilla wiggas, packin peters that are measured in milimeters. we don’t talk in the theaters like we’re siskel and ebert. we drink box wine and we listen to weezer. chorus repeat
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