American Girl by Mind Over Matter 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 boob tube
Only thing she’s waiting on are some boobs, true
Kat needs to have her face full of glasses
Just to cover up how big she think her ass 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 fuck tonight
Meanwhile Matt’s in his room with the door closed
In the mood about to watch another porno
Later told his girl you think he getting bored though
'Cause she’s keeps acting like a whore, 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 fucking 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 bitch
[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 shit
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
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 boob tube
Only thing she’s waiting on are some boobs, true
Kat needs to have her face full of glasses
Just to cover up how big she think her ass 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 fuck tonight
Meanwhile Matt’s in his room with the door closed
In the mood about to watch another porno
Later told his girl you think he getting bored though
'Cause she’s keeps acting like a whore, 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 fucking 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 bitch
[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 shit
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