American Star Album Version (Explicit) E

Whoa! 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. Alright, yeah. Well, I'ma tell you this story 'bout a nigga With glory. Yeah, I come from piss poor and Now live in six story houses. My houses. Listen to my own voice in my black Rolls Royce. Get the girls of my choice to take Off their shorts and blouses. Take off my trousers. They 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 back seat? Riding with the dope boy. I'm a dope boy with a guitar. Tell 'em 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. And raised in the USA. By way of New Orleans where the killers stay. But that's okay, yeah. That's alright, yeah. 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 a dope boy with a guitar. Tell 'em 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 the USA and all I wanna do is play. So turn me up, turn me up. Just turn me up, turn me up.