Brice Lee - Upper Middle Cla** White Trash lyrics

I just got off of work at 5 Drivin' that old van I drive Overalls and dirty boots But Uncle Bill needed a funeral suit So when I walked in that fancy store Well they looked at me like I was poor But a wad of hundred dollar bills caused a stir It went from don't take checks to right away, yes sir! Upper middle cla** white trash My pockets can't hold all my cash 'Cause one day I stopped to pee Got some gas and won the lottery Now I'm investin in my neighborhood My friends and family, theyre all livin' pretty good! My trailer parks full of Cadillacs And upper middle cla** white trash Well I got my homeboy Chris a brand new shop For all those cars on cinder blocks And cousin Charlie, well he thinks it's cool To keep a large mouth ba** in his new swimmin' pool I had a birthday party for mama last night In her ninety and a half foot triple-wide You ain't seen nothin' if you ain't seen NASCAR on a sixty inch plasma screen Upper middle cla** white trash My pockets can't hold all my cash 'Cause one day I stopped to pee Got some gas and won the lottery Now I'm investin in my neighborhood My friends and family, theyre all livin' pretty good! My trailer parks full of Cadillacs And upper middle cla** white trash Were buyin' chicken wings by the bucket! We can't eat 'em all, we just say 'chuck it' All the Miller Light you can handle A hundred and fifty-seven movie channels Upper middle cla** white trash Our pockets can't hold all our cash 'Cause one day I just had to pee Got some gas and won the lottery Now I'm investin in my neighborhood My friends and family, theyre all livin' pretty dag gum good! My trailer parks full of Cadillacs And upper middle cla** white trash So pop a top, sit back and relax All you upper middle cla** white trash Ha ha ha