| I wanted her to grow up to be my soccer mom
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| The white girl that I shoulda' took to prom
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| Her blonde hair was just like sun-rays
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| She took me far from the block with the gun play
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| On Sundays she would make me vegan food
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| And lots of other shit I’d probably never be into
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| When we traveled I would be the only black person
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| Except the gay best friend, he was half Persian
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| And she truly was the apple of my eye
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| Never wanted her to ever leave my sight
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| Miss America, American as apple pie
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| My first white girl, her first black guy
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| Pure love sent from the most high
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| Racist bullshit came from both sides
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| My homies used to say she wasn’t that fly
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| My first white girl her first black guy
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| We used to go to fancy dinners with the folks
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| It would feel like a episode of Different Strokes
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| She smelled like a dog when her hair was wet
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| She said my hair felt like a chia pet
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| She couldn’t take much direct sunlight
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| Sunburn, no sex, not a fun night
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| Newsflash white girls have ass too
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| And for some of you sisters that’s bad news
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| I would yell and she’d never say a word back
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| She used the word cock, I never heard that
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| We would get drunk off a ton of liquor
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| I’d say you white bitch and she’d cum quicker
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| She told me, don’t believe the white lies
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| My dick was no bigger than a white guys
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| She looked like Topanga from Boy Meets World
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| Her first black guy, my first white girl |