Coming To America Lyrics & Chords By Sonny Shotz

Cause I'm into American Women, I like American women, I got a friend who got a Japanese girlfriend You know, and Japanese women are the most docile women on the planet They're real timid, timid, timid, timid women, they be like I walked in the house and this friend's Japanese girl bowed to me when I walked in I said, "What's wrong with your wife? Man, your chick." He said, "That's a Japanese thing, they always bow" I was like, "Oh, shit," I said, "Miss, did you decorate the house?" And she looked to her husband and her husband did like this and she spoke I was like, "Now that's pussy control for you there" You know, cause I'm used to American women saying "You don't own me" Hey baby, where you going Tsk! (Applause) Excuse, me? I said, "Where you going?" "You don't own me!" You my woman, ain't you? "I don't see no rings on these fingers! Are you going to put a ring on this finger?" Well, I was, I was, I was "No you don't own me yet, okay! First of all let me tell you what, I don't give a fuck who you are or what you have, okay You got a whole lot of nerve to get your ass out here and ask me where I'm going, I come and go as I please I don't answer to my father anyway, ain't no man need to Ain't no man where Imma go, I go You got a whole lot of motherfuckin nerve Who the hell do you think you are anyway To come and ask me where I'm going? Nobody owns me, I own myself I am my own person!" American summertime Looking like Trinidad James everywhere Got a gold chain fetish And the smoke in the air, getting ready for a party like it's church time In the bathroom, Snapchat yelling (Twerktime!) Bitch, you work nine o'clock in the A.M. just to get off again and get faded Young and never getting old, looking for a quick fix, thinking 'bout a big move That's California, making life choices Drinking Arizona, but you gamble when you pick up and just leave Everybody, never know what's coming down the road, but you're ready Got your mom made up and your mom hates us Damn rappers, talking 'bout the killin' and the shootin' and the boozin' Everybody win-win something when you're losing Tryin' to put a plaque in my hallway, certified I'm a straight young shooter, you're a curly fry Hop along anywhere holy, with a good girl Praying every day cause it works Somewhere in America, Miley ain't twerkin' no more And the kids yell church And the kids yell church, church A twenty year old college student But you, nonetheless are without a doubt are a member of the worst period generation period ever period So when you ask, "What makes us the greatest country in the world?" I don't know what the fuck you're talking about Young enough to get 'em going Old enough to get the old folks motivated Got my eye on this game that I'm trying to ruin Apologies like "Sorry bro, I had to do it" And my room like "Youtube really sucks" How the hell do I not have a million views? Up in Philly for that cheesesteak Shout to Geo, all these rappers animated like I'm watching Rio Last year I broke my jaw, man that sucks Now I'm paranoid, everybody back up I kinda feel like I'm Goku sometimes Super Saiyan I be saying that's a crunch line Handlebars on a bike, no peds And my family ain't got no meds Everybody look good, pray hard And we only 'bout this money if it makes sense You can get it, too, yeah, you can get it too Just chill