American Bitch

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Goodbye American Bitch you've got to go

Don't think you'll ever, ever, never, ever know

How you shot me down so put that gun right back on to the ground

And hit the road. Yeah leave me alone, yeah

I was downtown leaning, sipping Honey Brown Sleeman

Saw an American chick with eyes, brown beaming

Girl was steaming. Had that Britney Spears look

You know that 'Not quite what she appears' look

She strutted over with stars and stripes on her bandana

Ass made me scream. 'Ariba!', like I'm Tito Santana

'Hey aren't you Anni Slayd? You must be mad paid

Ryze, Giant, Alliance. Y'all got it made '

There was something about her I just couldn't quite place

Something shady, jaded, something not right in her face

But before I knew it, we were getting down to it

On her knees to please as she red, white and blew it

Hanky Panky, she said, 'Hurt me, spank me!'

Tattoo on her ass that read 'Damn, Dirty Yankee'

We concluded, then I looked at her eyes for approval

That's when I noticed the dollar signs in her pupils

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Oh say can't you see what you've done to me?

She took her patriot missiles and shot right through me

She seemed the perfect girl but she was stealing my pearls

More cash than M.J. but she ain't healing the world

I needed her, so bad that I fiened for her

I would've had seeds with her, I even left my Queen for her

Propaganda. Information second handed

Dissed up my girl so she'd be last trick standing

'Your girls got bad hair', She said with a dead stare

'Her lipstick is frightening', I guess that's my Red Scare

I was swindled as my relationship dwindled

When I gave all my cream to those gold diggin' dimples

By the dawn's early light, tried hard to treat her right

But she was the most gung ho, ho since Condeleeza Rice

See the Canadian in me was just lovin' the beaver

But I had to chase that ass out my house with a cleaver

[Chorus]

This is my Orange Alert so open your eyes

This American Dream ain't who you're hoping to find

She invaded your land, now staying is the plan

Stealing your resources like candy from a baby's hand

That's a fact so check lines in the track

I know you love titties but get your mind off her rack

Whether black or white, Spanish or Chinese

Grenadian, Korean or Vietnamese

She'll make you fall flat for her and snatch your collateral

Then leave you all alone now that's unilateral

To ladies in the U.S. here's the point that I push

I ain't hatin' on y'all, I just ain't lovin your Bush