Lyrics: Dem Franchize Boyz. White T (Remix).

[Intro - parlae]
In my white tee
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)

[Chorus 2x - parlae]
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
Forget a throwback, I look clean in my white tee

[Verse 1 - parlae]
Step on the scene wit 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 will leave all y'all merked
Cause I'm fesh in my white tee
They glance at my white tee
And I got that hat to match my pants and my white tee
Whoever that you might see I know they got a white tee
Homeboy, Brother, Sister, Mother, or ya wifey
Hanes or Fruit of Loom be the name on my white tee
I gotta change man, there's a stain on my white tee
Lames in a white tee I bring the pain in my white tee
Hispanic, cracker, nigga, even yangs wearing white tees
Hit the club deep and we all got a white tee
A throwback, know that hell naw it don't excite me
You dont need no throwback, how you be set on ya white tee
You can get a circle or a v-neck on ya white tee

[Chorus]

I hit them eeeeeeeeerrr!!!
[Slim]
REMIX
[J.D.]
That's right...
[Slim]
J.D. whats good? (lets go]
[J.D.]
Who in da buildin
[Slim]
So so def is in da buildin

[J.D]
Nigga Im richer than a son bitch and still in a white tee
All flavors, baby Im cool on them Nikes
These niggaz wanna fight me cause all they hoes like me
Pockets filled with hundred dollar bills in my white tee
Man how my ice be dirty that ain't like me
You listening to the 2004 "Teddy Riley"
Pumping in my white tee, I do this all night B

Straight from 'College Park' and got Ms. Jackson as my wifey
Riding in my white tee, it's hard to be like me
Club hot as Fuck, shirt off in my wife beat
Young, fly and flashy You know how my cash be
White tee, white whip everything nasty
Looking like Im up in Heaven with it
One of the best that ever did it
Paper, paper, paper I'm jus trying to get it, get it
In the box, in my white tee Throwin back that the vock 3
Shorts, pair of socks flip-flops In white my white tee

[Slim]
I got Jersey's buttoned up White tees ballin'
I'm in V.I.P, where the rest of the stars at
Tee under my chain over all of that
If I ain't a hot boy Then what do you call that
On my beats be them bigsters I lean 'cause I'm a gangster
You point, say they hot My response will be thank you
Jeans gotta sag too, bop as I pass through
Short sleeves showin off my watch and my tattoos
Dark see do-rag, hat's in the back too
Hoes on my clothes on a path to the bathroom
Dope boy fresh, and I don't wear 'Guess'
Got a dent from my chain, in the middle of my chest
And I airbrush white tees Airbrush Nikes
I wear big, but I got a Air Force wifey
I'm white teed out All you see is the bling
And on that boy shirt It say Slim is my name

[Outro - parlae]
In my white tee
Yup (In my white tee)
In my white tee
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)
Yup (In my white tee)