American Dreamin’ lyrics
by The Game
[Outro]
Yeah
Bad boy collabo
J.R
Let's get it
[Verse 1]
Look, it's Keshia Cole and the black Kenneth Cole
Black Air one's, all black soul
I'm 'bout to take control like Janet
Damnit, can't stand it
So so def J.D can't handle it
Bust shots in LA, bust shots in new york
Bust shots with Big and Pac, Puff in his new core
Crazy sh*t that happen when you mix rappin with trappin
f*ck around and get your wig pushed backwards
Pushed off the backboards
Blow dat thing
California license plate, u know that Benz
I'm focused like a Kodak lens
Bought my Aston Martin by the garden
Told em hold that thing
I'm back, king cali
Twistin up the cali
Palm trees and the breeze make it feel like Maui
I guess this how a n*gga 'posed to feel
When your 29 sittin on 29 mil