Pi'erre Bourne

Coming To America
My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah) Coming to America sent me (sent me) Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah) Got deported in the 90’s (yeah) Then my momma she made me (yeah) Gave birth to the greatest (yeah) Queens in the south raised me (yeah) Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah) I learned how to rap on dem block I learned how to dip from the cops on dem block My nig got a brace on his sock They stoppin’ and friskin’ and movin’ and so suplex so we don't ever have to stop Jamaican boomin’ cross the boat, anchor Laundromat, I made all my payments Stupid pack, Strawberry Kush Uncle told me get a Double Dutch I’m high as fuck on the top rope Yeah im tight, dope On a tight schedule Fucked her then I schedule another time Killed the pussy, that’s another crime Nigga can’t really fuck with my grind Sing to your bitch and she’s mine I don’t even sing, I ain’t lyin’ Pinocchio,it’s been a long time SongtexteSince a nigga laid in the bed Miami Beach, I was getting some head Living life, I was blowing some bread I ain’t even fuckin’ dead yet Ice Cube, it was all cool I coulda been Nigga Wit Attitude I was stoned like a statue (?) My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah) Coming to America sent me (sent me) Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah) Got deported in the 90’s (yeah) Then my momma she made me (yeah) Gave birth to the greatest (yeah) Queens in the south raised me (yeah) Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah) My mom move here in the 60’s (yeah) Coming to America sent me (sent me) Uncle moved crack in the 80’s (yeah) Got deported in the 90’s (yeah) Then my momma she made me (yeah) Gave birth to the greatest (yeah) Queens in the south raised me (yeah) Goat nigga, fuck you sayin’? (yeah) Paramount Pictures, life’s a movie I can’t burn no bridges, I’m no arson Stupid She just wanna be a part of all my movies Getting mixy, yeah she’s getting litty If you come wit me, better get some kitty Ain’t no kidding, Disney McGuire, Lizzie I just Uber’d everywhere (?) Smoke till I’m dizzy Till the roach fall out my hand, it’s empty I can’t keep (up) with all you niggas I’m busy I’m not petite, y’all just too Monkey see, do nigga Ooh ooh, got the juice nigga (?) ain’t stayin, gotta pay fam Niggas mad that I’m doing great, man? No Frosted Flakes, I eat state for breakfast With a knife like I’m 21 Savage Shoutout PDE, yup that’s my family Me and Nudy takin’ over Atlanta All the trap niggas like dammit All y’all rap niggas like dammit! Slept in my truck for this, pillows and covers I had to get comfortable I put it all in the trunk when she wanna fuck Teleprompter, yeah she know I was comin’ up (Hook) Aus Songtexte Mania