Bitch Lyrics - Keyshia Cole

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Goodbye American Bitch you've got to go 

Don't think you'll ever, ever, never, ever know 

How you shot me down so put that gun right back on to the ground 

And hit the road. Yeah leave me alone, yeah 

I was downtown leaning, sipping Honey Brown Sleeman 

Saw an American chick with eyes, brown beaming 

Girl was steaming. Had that Britney Spears look 

You know that "Not quite what she appears" look 

She strutted over with stars and stripes on her bandana 

Ass made me scream. "Ariba!", like I'm Tito Santana 

"Hey aren't you Anni Slayd? You must be mad paid 

Ryze, Giant, Alliance. Y'all got it made " 

There was something about her I just couldn't quite place 

Something shady, jaded, something not right in her face 

But before I knew it, we were getting down to it 

On her knees to please as she red, white and blew it 

Hanky Panky, she said, "Hurt me, spank me!" 

Tattoo on her ass that read "Damn, Dirty Yankee" 

We concluded, then I looked at her eyes for approval 

That's when I noticed the dollar signs in her pupils 

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[Chorus] 

Oh say can't you see what you've done to me? 

She took her patriot missiles and shot right through me 

She seemed the perfect girl but she was stealing my pearls 

More cash than M.J. but she ain't healing the world 

I needed her, so bad that I fiened for her 

I would've had seeds with her, I even left my Queen for her 

Propaganda. Information second handed 

Dissed up my girl so she'd be last trick standing 

"Your girls got bad hair", She said with a dead stare 

"Her lipstick is frightening", I guess that's my Red Scare 

I was swindled as my relationship dwindled 

When I gave all my cream to those gold diggin' dimples 

By the dawn's early light, tried hard to treat her right 

But she was the most gung ho, ho since Condeleeza Rice 

See the Canadian in me was just lovin' the beaver 

But I had to chase that ass out my house with a cleaver 

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[Chorus] 

This is my Orange Alert so open your eyes 

This American Dream ain't who you're hoping to find 

She invaded your land, now staying is the plan 

Stealing your resources like candy from a baby's hand 

That's a fact so check lines in the track 

I know you love titties but get your mind off her rack 

Whether black or white, Spanish or Chinese 

Grenadian, Korean or Vietnamese 

She'll make you fall flat for her and snatch your collateral 

Then leave you all alone now that's unilateral 

To ladies in the U.S. here's the point that I push 

I ain't hatin' on y'all, I just ain't lovin your Bush