[Intro: Madonna] + (Missy Elliott)
Do I have to change my name? (Uh)
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight? (Uh)
Am I gonna be a star?
[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
Missy and Madonna boy, ain`t nothin` better
Hotter than fat bitches dancin` in a sweater
Madonna am I okay skinny or fatter
When I rap on this track *sniff* all I smell is cheddar
You and I together, yo` we`re tougher than leather
Make pop artists scatter when we talk chit-chatter
It really don`t matter what time of day or weather
Or who`s ass really fatter, my kadunk-kadunk badder
A rap so sick, won`t stop, won`t quit
All on my dick, like my name was 50 Cent, G-Unit!
I come with the heat, see my hits
Sound so sweet, Missy ain`t pissy
Is you dizzy, is you with me
Tip me when you see me, `cause you tryna get with me
Madonna bring the drama, oh mama that`s trauma
Tougher than armor for your papa and your mama
[Verse 2: Madonna] + (Missy Elliott)
I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best
I guess I did it wrong, that`s why I wrote this song
This type of modern life, is it for me?
I`d like to express my extreme point of view
I`d like to express my extreme point of view
(A Madonna exclusive)
So I went into a bar, looking for sympathy
A little company, I tried to find a friend
It`s more easily said, it`s always been the same
This type of modern life, is not for me
This type of modern life, is not for free
Do I have to change my name? (C`mon)
[Chorus: Madonna]
American life (American life)
I live the American dream (American dream)
You are the best thing I`ve seen
You are not just a dream
[Verse 3: Madonna]
I tried to stay ahead, I tried to stay on top
I tried to play the part, but some how I forgot
Just what I did it for, and why I wanted more
This type of modern life, is it for me?
Fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it, uh-huh
[Chorus]
This is, a Madonna exclusive
This is, the American life, fuck it
[Verse 4: Madonna Rap]
I`m drinking a Soy latte
I get a double shotй
It goes right through my body
And you know I`m satisfied
I drive my Mini Cooper
And I`m feeling super-dooper
Yo they tell I`m a trooper
And you know I`m satisfied
I do yoga and palates
And the room is full of hotties
So I`m checking out the bodies
And you know I`m satisfied
I`m digging on the isotopes
This metaphysic`s shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I`m satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do you think I`m satisfied?
I`d like to express my extreme point of view
I`m not Christian and I`m not a Jew
I`m just living out the American dream
And I just realised that nothing
Is what it seems
What it seems (C`mon)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Missy Elliott]
This is the American Life, FUCK IT
