American Star

Born and raised in the U.S.A.
By way of New Orleans where the killas stay
Okay, alright

Born and raised in the U.S.A.
Where the government's watchin' what you do and say
Yeah, alright

Well, I'ma tell you this story 'bout a nigga with glory
Ya, I come from piss poor and now I live in six story houses
Now, how's this?

Listenin' 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, you don't know nothing 'bout this

Yeah, I'm a dope boy with a guitar
Hey, daddy, can you let me
Ride with the band in the backseat
Ridin' with the dope boy

I'm a dope boy with a guitar
Tell 'em if they looking for me
I'm on the road to the next city
Ridin' with the dope boy
Dope boy with a guitar

Born and raised in the U.S.A.
By way of New Orleans where the killas stay
But that's okay, yeah, that's alright, yeah

I'm loved and praised in the U.S.A.
My ancestors were slaves in the U.S.A.
But not today, it's alright

Dope boy with a guitar
Hey, daddy, can you let me
Ride with the band in the backseat
Ridin' with the dope boy

I'm a dope boy with a guitar
Tell 'em if they lookin' for me
I'm on the road to the next city
Ridin' with the dope boy

Bridge, born and raised in the U.S.A.
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 U.S.A.
And all I wanna do is play
So turn me up, turn me up
Just turn me up, turn me up