American Bitch

I can't stop thinking 'bout tonight

I did my hair just like you like

And on my necklace, "1999"

I fill my cup with gin and Sprite

And I got a gun on my hip, I love my boyfriend

Gold on my rims, pray for the weekend

Jeans with the rip, I just wanna dance

I'm a American bitch, American bitch, yeah

You wanna take me on a date

I'd rather drive my Chevrolet

When they get whiny, I just stay away

And, baby, I could never change

And I got a gun on my hip, I love my boyfriend

Gold on my rims, pray for the weekend

Jeans with the rip, I just wanna dance

I'm a American bitch, American bitch, yeah

Got a gun on my hip, I love my boyfriend

Gold on my rims, pray for the weekend

Jeans with the rip, I just wanna dance

I'm a American bitch, American bitch, yeah

If I see it and I like it, then I'm ready to go

You wanna be my everything, but everything ain't enough

Yeah, I see you looking at me over your shoulder

Say, "Mama must be proud," I already told her!

And I already told her

Got a gun on my hip, I love my boyfriend

Gold on my rims, pray for the weekend

Jeans with the rip, I just wanna dance

I'm a American bitch, American bitch, yeah

Got a gun on my hip, I love my boyfriend

Gold on my rims, pray for the weekend

Jeans with the rip, I just wanna dance

I'm a American bitch, American bitch, yeah