Coming To America Pi'erre Bourne

[Chorus]
Grandma move here in the '60s (Woo)
Coming to America, Semmi (Semmi)
Uncle moved crack in the '80s (Yeah)
Got deported in the '90s (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)

[Verse 1]
I learned how to rap on the block
I learned how to dip from the cops on the block
My nig got a brace on his sock
They stoppin’ and friskin’ and movin’ and so swiftly so we don't ever have to stop
Jamaican boomin’ cross the bodega
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 I'm tight, dope
On a tight schedule, woah
Fuck a dentist schedule, will another time
Killed the pussy, that’s another crime
Nigga can’t really fuck with my grind
I sing to your bitch and she’s mine
I don’t even sing, I ain’t lying
Pinocchio, it’s been a long time
Since 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 could of been Nigga Wit Attitude
I was stoned like a statue
Getting box like I'm Bandicoot (Yeah)