![](music.png)   MP3: Estelle-American Boy feat. Kanye West
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Just a number one champion sound Yeah, Estelle we about to get down Who the hottest in the world right now? Just touched down in London town
Bet they give me a pound Tell them put the money in my hand right now Tell the promoter we need more seats We just sold out all the floor seats
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American Boy
He said, "Hey Sister It's really really nice to meet ya" I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who's just my type
I like the way he's speaking His confidence is peaking Don't like his baggy jeans But I'ma like what's underneath them
And no I ain't been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York's heart awaits First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bedroom I'm liking this American Boy, American Boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
Will you be my American Boy, American Boy?
Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Café
Let's go on the subway Take me to your hood I neva been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good
Dressed in all your fancy clothes Sneaker's looking fresh to death I'm lovin' those Shell Toes
Walkin' that walk Talk that slick talk I'm likin' this American Boy, American Boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American Boy
Who killin' em in the UK? Everybody gonna say you K Reluctantly, because most of this press don't f**k wit me
Estelle once said to me, "Cool down down Don't act a fool now now" I always act a fool, oww oww Ain't nothing new, now now
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin' Ribena I know what you're drinkin' Rap singer, chain blinger Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin'
What's you're persona About this Americana? Drama, am I shallow? Cuz all my clothes designer
Dressed smart like a London bloke Before he speak his suit bespoke And you thought he was cute before Look at this P Coat, tell me he's broke
And I know you're not into all that I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit But I still talk that cash Cuz a lot wag's want to hear it
And I'm feelin' like Mike at his baddest Like the Pips at their gladdest And I know they love it So to hell with all that rubbish
Would you be my love, my love? Would you be mine? Would you be my love, my love? Could you be mine?
Could you be my love, my love? Would you be my American Boy, American Boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to New York, I'd loved to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
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