"Whiteboys Don't Dance" lyrics

"Whiteboys Don't Dance"

We could make a ford look foreign, sinking Chevy in the mud
When we 4 by 4ing, pour the whiskey in the cup, pour a 40 for the homie
Listen up though, this really is important, whiteboys don't dance

Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance

We could make a ford look foreign, sinking Chevy in the mud
When we 4 by 4ing, pour the whiskey in the cup, pour a 40 for the homie
Listen up though, this really is important, whiteboys don't dance

Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't

Dance, but we could put rims on a Buick, fly a flag from the roof for the unit
Set a target up and shoot it, got tobacco if you chew it, if you really wanna do it
We can do it, let's do it, listening to country music on a dirt road
Party in our work clothes, buddy got a farm, we can put you where the worms go
Closet full of camouflage, carpet full of burn holes, hunting for a bear to make
A fur coat

Baby I'm a whiteboy, dressing up means putting on a nice pair of jeans
Yeah baby, I'm a whiteboy, been drinking at the fire pissing sweet 17
Baby I'm a whiteboy, we could do it all, I could show you what I mean
I could take you to the mall, we could run from the police
We could head out to the woods or we can keep it in the streets

But whiteboys don't dance
We could make a ford look foreign, sinking Chevy in the mud
When we 4 by 4ing, pour the whiskey in the cup, pour a 40 for the homie
Listen up though, this really is important, whiteboys don't dance

Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't

Dance, but we could drop the roof with a switch, run the city and then get back
To the sticks, we could rip, we could take the Lamborghini out and whip it
Down the strip, get the Silverado, we could put your homie out a ditch
We could get to sipping moonshine, smoking weed too high
Flannel shirts and steel toes, jewelry, a suit and tie
Everybody do or die, we ain't playing truth or lie
Homie that's the difference between you and I

Baby I'm a whiteboy, dressing up means putting on a nice pair of jeans
Yeah baby, I'm a whiteboy, been drinking at the fire pissing sweet 17
Baby I'm a whiteboy, we could do it all, I could show you what I mean
I could take you to the mall, we could run from the police
We could head out to the woods or we can keep it in the streets

But whiteboys don't dance
We could make a ford look foreign, sinking Chevy in the mud
When we 4 by 4ing, pour the whiskey in the cup, pour a 40 for the homie
Listen up though, this really is important, whiteboys don't dance

Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance
Whiteboys don't dance


Writer(s): Tom Macdonald
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