Dem Franchize Boyz - WHITE TEE lyrics

[Intro] Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee Yep in my white tee, yup in my white tee [Hook: repeat 2X] I slang in my white tee, I bang in my white tee All in the club spittin game in my white tee I bling in my white tee, serve fiends in my white tee f** a throwback I look clean in my white tee [Verse 1] Step on the scene with some green and some hard white work Real clean fresh jeans and a all white shirt We all get money and we all smoke purp' Hit the dirt one squirt'll leave all ya'll murk Cause I'm fresh in my white tee, they glance at my white tee And I got that hat that match my pants and my white tee Whoever that you might see, I know they got a white tee Homeboy, brother, sister, mother, daddy or your wifey Hanes or Fruit of Loom be the name of my white tee I gotta change man it's a stain on my white tee Lames in a white tee, I bring the pain in my white tee Hispanic, cracker, n***a even yangs wearing white tees Hit the club deep and we all got a white tees A throwback, no gat, hell naw that don't excite me You don't need no throwback cause you will be set on your white tee You can get a circle or a v neck on your white tee [Hook] [Verse 2] Well I hit the mall in my white tee, ohh I think they like me Or they like them diamonds cause they shine so brightly Yeah you know how I be up under my tee it's that wifey Fo'fo' tucked tightly for them n***az who think I'm soft n***a come and try me, they gon' find yo' body White tees in the club and while we drinking on Bacardi f** throwbacks, white tees in party Now don't get me started, gotta try record it Bullsh** we avoid it Everyone wear white tees, cause they can afford it Girls wear white tees, boys wear white tees n***az in the trap n***a bet they got a white tee I wear a white tee, you wear a white tee The next day catch me with a brand new white tee Ohh that boy there clean, white shoes fresh jeans But on that boy shirt what it say? Not a thing [Hook] [Verse 3] I gotta couple throwbacks, it's just I choose not to wear 'em White tee extravaganza n***a like a Foot Locker sale n***az think I done failed, but my paper stackin a lot Or you can throw-back this, but partner check my knot And all my ghetto gangstas white tee, laws gone hate ya With street game and a little fame them hoes gonna chase ya Can't escape bro, this white done covered the map Like crack did in the eighties, it took over the trap Come to the hood you can find me trapping in my white tee Standing with a full grill n***az might try me So high, I bem still in my white tee Rock jeans tiger green yeah hoes like me Haters try to bite me, some try to dislike me Became a rich n***a and the feds try to indict me Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee Yep in my white tee