An Immigrant

Is this the American

Is this the American

Is this the American

Is this the American

Woke up in London with you next to me

Made love in Brixton with both hands around your neck

I'm back in New York on British ecstasy

So I feel like an immigrant in America

Yes, I am just an immigrant in America

Cigar and cigarette ashes

As I open all my luggage up

I still speak my native language

But I only want your foreign tongue

Remember, remember

When you spilled coffee on my J

Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl

I didn't even mind didn't even mind crazy

When you spilled coffee on my J

Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl

I didn't even mind didn't even mind baby

Woke up in London with you next to me

Made love in Brixton with both hands around your neck

I'm back in New York on British ecstasy

So I feel like an immigrant in America

Yes, I am just an immigrant in America

South London born in Colombia

Texts in Spanish that she's all alone

She said she's found an apartment

I'm in Harlem screaming take me home

Remember, remember

When you spilled coffee on my J

Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl

I didn't even mind didn't even mind crazy

When you spilled coffee on my J

Coffee on my J Dilla vinyl

I didn't even mind didn't even mind baby

Woke up in London with you next to me

Made love in Brixton with both hands around your neck

I'm back in New York on British ecstasy

So I feel like an immigrant in America I miss you

Yes, I am feel like an immigrant in America

That's how I feel