He's got a great big hit, he's in a limousine When I see his face somethin' starts to freeze He's got money for miles, his girl comes out of Vogue When
I got a secret, you can live and learn I got a secret, you can live and learn You don't know me but I burn You don't know me but I burn Deep in your
Plastic and concrete, baby These are the facts of life I'm a nightmare child Stuck on my own knife I'm glad my mother loved me I'm sick and paranoid
Hey little girl, you're black and blue Hey little girl, you're six foot, two I know a man, who loved too hard He lost his mind, it wasn't hard Over this
1 2 3 4 Nervous you need a drink Tired you need a lift You feel on the brink Maybe you need new tits Vulnerable as a ship But you're not on the sea
guitar, you rock and you roll Listen to American pop, American pop Listen to American pop music Listen to American pop, American pop Listen to American pop
American noise Looking for the All American world The All American world Tell me what is it like? Is there enough for me? Al American All American All American Great Big American
[Mannie:] America, I present to you Nicole, along with ficky fre, fre e, fre e, fresh [Nicole:] Take a long look Cause I'm here tonight Time to step
thys is my story True ghetto story Said thys is my story Real ghetto story Hey See, I was born poor like many men who didn't have notin' Came to America
eyes I parked the car and walked with awe-filled reverence Toward that glorious, huge, majestic sphere I was just so overwhelmed by its sheer intensity I had to pop
Who the fuck them niggas tryin' to play? Lay don't stop until you meet my glock I'ma get you make your bady rott, nigga make the party pop Nigga why
revolve like dead bodies In Eden leading seeping And I don't wanna rock the pump But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk I'ma get 'em when they thinking
niggas revolve like dead bodies In Eden leading seeping And I don't wanna rock the pump But I doubt it if I have ta pop the trunk I'ma get 'em when they
ya lock up and its fucked up, shit we got to have that ass and theres no love, mommies just be at that stash tryin to get me pop one in and now she
for that I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat So why you tryin' kick some dust up America's been always known for blaming us niggas
ain't gotta take it Oh, pop champagne Ohh, pop champagne Ohh, we pop champagne Ohh, we pop champagne We need more bottles tell ma hurry up Tell 'em Ron Browz here, hottest in America