American Slore Max B (Ft. Al Pac)

(Intro)
American slores
American whores
Al Pac Max
Wavie Crockett mixtape
Lets go!

(Verse One- Max B)
First Chris let me get her necklace
I'm 'bout to take this bitch to breakfast
'Cuz we had a long night and I can't leave till I get my song right
All right
Got to get this one, shorty she a freak got to get me some
It's three chicks got to hit me one
I'm not a nigga to leave that ten 'til I score

(Hook)
Take me out to breakfast
Let me floss your chain
Give me your direction
Make me scream your name
You'll be making it rain
I'll be making it pour
You'll be my American Slore

(Verse Two- Max B)
Bitches at the club was feasting
Talking about which thugs they eating
Once we was at the Hilton
So I think I just chill for the weekend
Nigga Biggavelle be cheating
Mama ask me whats popping
So I gave her my t-shirt
And told her to rock it
With lots of confidence
Bend the bitch over doggie
I like it when she call me doggie
So I gave the bitch two hundred
And told the hoe not to never to call me
Give me your direction
Be my whore (fuck it American whore 2009)