Smizzy - American Girl lyrics

[Verse 1] Tamika don't own a crib up on MTV Still her wardrobes worth about 20g's She bought some apple bottoms hoping that some men be keen To slip a hand down them trendy jeans (good God) Michelle went and saw Kelis up on YouTube And now she don't be dressing much like she used to She got her self a g-string and a b**b tube Only thing she's waiting on are some b**bs, true Kat needs to have her face full of gla**es Just to cover up how big she think her a** is Then under that she's gone and caked on her make-up But under those layers is the face of an angel Steph decided to skip lunch month for six months She wants a man so she goes to the gym tons Chris invited her round for a dip once But she turned him down 'cause she hates herself in swim trunks [Pre-Hook 1] Madness all around the atlas What the hell is happening I got so much baggage If I didn't have it wouldn't it be magic But I'mma doll myself up until I bag myself a Brad Pitt [Hook: Matthew Santos] American girl Will you be mine? From what I see I don't want anyone else Could I be your man? You're just my type The way we look We'd be so beautiful [Verse 2] And Chris well he used to be Mr. Confident Now he prefers to hide his head like an ostrich 'Cause to him you see Steph was the hottest chick And she declined when he asked her round for a swim Steve put a body kit on the car he drive Then he polished up the rims on his custom tires Subwoofer installed and the fluffy dice In the hope that Gina might f** tonight Meanwhile Matt's in his room with the door closed In the mood about to watch another p**no Later told his girl you think he getting bored though 'Cause she's keeps acting like a who*e, don't Ya see, Spencer went and saved up about four grand And bought some steroids so he could look staunch man But if he met a girl he'd worry that she thought that Spencer's ball sack was f**ing small as [Pre-Hook 2] Madness all around the atlas What the hell is happening I got so much baggage If I didn't have it wouldn't it be magic But I'mma bet this hair-gel is gonna let me bag a bad b**h [Hook: Matthew Santos] American girl Will you be mine? From what I see I don't want anyone else Could I be your man? You're just my type The way we look We'd be so beautiful [Half-Verse] Fourty tops, eighty shoes, twenty hats Thirty rings, unlimited visits in to the gym Twenty bucks to your name add it up What you got? Insecurities tied in a knot But, I can't front I fall victim to the same sh** Just yesterday I bought a chain for a strait mint And used it to make myself feel amazing Now to sit back and watch society praise me, I'm out [Turntablism: DJ Ntaprize] [Hook: Matthew Santos] American girl Will you be mine? From what I see I don't want anyone else Could I be your man? You're just my type The way we look We'd be so beautiful American girl Will you be mine? From what I see I don't want anyone else Could I be your man? You're just my type The way we look We'd be so beautiful