American Star

(album: Rebirth - 2010)

Woo!
Music up please
One, two, three

Born and raised in the USA
By way of New Orleans where the killers stay
Okay... uh, uh, alright, yeah
Born and raised in the USA
Where the government's watching what you do and say
Hey, hey, ha ha, alright
Well I'mma tell you this story 'bout a nigga with glory
Yeah I come from piss poor, and now I live in six story houses
Now how's this? Ha!
Listening to my own voice in my black Rolls Royce
Get the girls of my choice to take off their shorts and blouses
I take off my trousers, yeah!
And you don't know nothing about this
I'm a dope boy with a guitar

Hey daddy can you let me
Ride with the band in the back seat
Riding with the dope boy (I'm, I'm a dope boy with a guitar)
Tell them if they're looking for me
I'm on the road to the next city, riding with the dope boy
Dope boy with a guitar

Born and raised in the USA
By way of New Orleans where the killers stay
But that's okay, yeah, that's alright, yes!
I'm loved and praised in the USA
My ancestors were slaves in the USA
But not today, it's alright
Yeah, come on!
Oh I'm a dope boy with a guitar

Hey daddy can you let me
Ride with the band in the back seat
Riding with the dope boy (I'm, I'm a dope boy with a guitar)
Tell them if they're looking for me
I'm on the road to the next city, riding with the dope boy

Bridge! Born and raised in the USA
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K
Where my president is B-L-A-C-K
I was born and raised in the USA
And all I wanna do is play
So turn me up
Turn me up
So turn me up
Turn me up