White Trash Millionaire (Live from Hellfest)

I think it's time we go to that next level

Next level

I think it's time we take the party up another notch

Next level shit, come on

And there's only one way to do that, Chris

Those three special words that we love so damn much, what are they?

White Trash Millionaire

I've got a Trans-Am in primer paint

Nobody taught me, I was born this way

No silver spoon to feed a 401(K)

On Bourbon Street, the girls will scream, they're callin' out my name

I wanna be a white trash millionaire

Ain't got much and I don't care

Count your cash and kiss my ass

Whole damn world gonna know I been here

Two Zig-Zags, you know I'll share

I'm everyone from nowhere

White trash

White trash millionaire

Hey

Some got a castle, a Mercedes Benz

Big time appointments, and all their fake friends

So tell me is that as good as it gets?

On the couch, on the front porch, we're all smoking left-handed cigarettes

Wanna be a white trash millionaire

Ain't got much and I don't care

Count your cash and kiss my ass

Whole damn world gonna know I been here

Two Zig-Zags, you know I'll share

Everyone from nowhere

White trash

White trash millionaire

Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up high

Now we gonna go from side to side

Front to back, back to front, front to back

Here we go, here we go

Wanna be a white trash millionaire

Ain't got much and I don't care

Count your cash and kiss my ass

Whole damn world gonna know I been here

Two Zig-Zags, you know I'll share

Everyone from nowhere

White trash

White trash

I wanna be a white trash millionaire

Ain't got much and I don't care

Count your cash and kiss my ass

Whole damn world gonna know I been here

Two Zig-Zags, you know I'll share

Everyone from nowhere

White trash

White trash

White trash millionaire