America

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AMERICA
 At the car wash
 At the strip club
 At the race track
 We get that washed
 At the laundro
 At the car show
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 At the car wash
 At the strip club
 At the race track
 We get that washed
 At the laundro
 At the car show
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 AMERICA
 AMERICA
 Out the backdo'
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 Girl we gonna have to make a story about this shit here
 Had to crawl from out them bodies brush em off and get it clear
 Lil Miss I'm robby Lee and I'm the sheriff it appears
 I just made the title up and nominated all my peers
 And now
 We the law
 We the law
 We the law
 If we say that you a target you don't have a chance at all
 Got departments for tobacco firearms and alcohol
 Put an acronym in front of it and keep pushing em all
 AMERICA
 At the car wash
 At the strip club
 At the race track
 We get that washed
 At the laundro
 At the car show
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 Geronimooooo! (My land looks like me)
 What's my name what's my name (Chief)
 Dusty trail dusty plain (Peace)
 Trusty steed clutch the mane
 Geronimooooo! (Why that look like free)
 What you see? Trust the aim (Shoot)
 Do my dance, rush the rain (Roots)
 Feel my rage, plus the pain
 Left Apache liiines (Hey), ashy dryyy (Hey) on the trail of tears
 Let a single drop (Ha), in the end (Ha) when I made it here.
 At the gun sto' (On the Rez)
 My casino (Fuck the feds)
 Tribal leader's a gringo
 AMERICA
 At the car wash
 At the strip club
 At the race track
 We get that washed
 At the laundro
 At the car show
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 I got a lil problem
 By the way my name is Jimmy (Jimmy!)
 See I wanna be the top gun
 But nobody fuckin' with me
 (Fuck that nigga on the low!)
 From a slave to a master
 Sold my soul to the city
 Now I'm my own ghetto palace
 My control issues are brimming (It's your fault)
 But ima open up a business for my ego not the people
 Work em then they shoes, and still charge they ass for food
 (You gotta pay for that)
 You wanna extra sauce, I'll charge you a dollar more
 (A whole dollar yes)
 Understaff the whole store
 Why didn't you teleport when I called in you into work?
 (Nigga you was posed to be here at 4)
 I don't care if the world is ending, change into ya shirt
 (What time you supposed to be here What I say!)
 Put that dunce hat and shackles back on
 Ain't no escape route on the map that's drawn
 And I know you need this paycheck
 Cause you don't like no safe sex
 (You know how ya'll be... young nasties...)
 AMERICA
 At the car wash
 At the strip club
 At the race track
 We get that washed
 At the laundro
 At the car show
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 AMERICA
 AMERICA
 Out the backdo'
 Out the backdo'
 AMERICA
 

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Duration
02:52
Key
8
Tempo
170 BPM

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