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bloodhound gang - american bitches lyrics

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[verse 1]
raise your hand if you like american b-tches
locked in girl on girl kisses
well, i do

you’re just mad you can’t score american b-tches
so you’re blowing up sh-t, which
just goes to prove

[pre-chorus]
that eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
yes, eighteen year old bombs are dynamite
(what kind of a man sits indian style?)

[chorus]
camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
ain’t gonna get your wack -ss laid
camping with your bros, as your playoff beard grows
ain’t gonna get your wack -ss laid

[verse 2]
trust me holmes, you would k!ll for american b-tches
and the freedom of t-ts if
you only knew, who-hoo

[pre-chorus]

[chorus]

[verse 3]
come to infidelphia
and fall in love with the unholy
my boy knows this stripper that looks just like angelina jolie

[bridge]
just
don’t bring up
what that club
you belong to does…
dungeons & dragons

[chorus]

[outro]
where i come from bras are b00by traps
and soft targets have a bikini wax
where i come from bras are b00by traps
and soft targets have a bikini wax
where i come from bras are b00by traps
and soft targets have a bikini wax
where i come from bras are b00by traps
and soft targets have a bikini wax



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