American Bitch

[Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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