(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don’t matter if I step on the scene Or sneak away to the Philippines They still gonna put pictures of my derrie
will understand, why I can't pick up the phone (Leave a message) [Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Yes she's a pro (pro), sex and a slow (slow) American Idol
for K with ya - now make your choice Better know when I'm in beef that I be creepin', nigga Better know that I'm a snake, and I'ma sneak ya, nigga Each
crew cut all-American male Remember dancing at the high school hop With everybody drinking soda pop I didn't recognize the girl next door With beat up sneakers
The world at my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty
York, I'd love to see L.A. I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy, American boy American boy, American boy, American
oh and ya?ll can roll, [Rick Ross - Verse 2] I got yo girl diggin all in my ash tray dickin her down for the few past days she asked the name of my sneakers
and ah [buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck] In a mask at my home with no men in a mansion to get a little piece of this American dream I spit venom
we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees S dots with polo fleeces Purple label shit with the logo secret Gimme couple years, shit, I might just sneak
(Boy)Beautiful (x7) Uh, Chip on my shoulder big enough to feed Cambodia see I Neva fit into they quotas Sneakers wasn?t fitting and my knees needed
Oh yeah Oh yeah I'm Miss American Dream since I was 17 Don't matter if I step on the scene or sneak away to the Philippines They still gon' put pictures
't want no beef like people who only eat fish you get the third degree like my society secret n***ers run so much we spend a grip on them sneakers i'd
God I pray, that's how I start my day The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts today You say you never scared there's kids in other countries Making jerseys, jeans, and sneakers
, it's all ghetto in gear higher, the floor settle More metal for beef that we don't let the law settle I try to navigate the treacherous waters of America
it really get me mad The way we be saluting flags, wrapping them around our heads When niggaz ain't become American till 9/11 Feeling like you gotta sneak
Ladies and gentlemen of the southern States of America We are gathered here today to bring you the beginning of a new era And now the speaker of the South