AMERICAN BOY FEATURING KANYE WEST

◆Just another one champion sound Me and Estelle 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 someday Take me to New York I'd love to see LA ●I really want to Come kick it with you Will you be my American Boy... ●He said Hey sister? It's really really nice to meet you ●I just met a 5ft 7 Guy who's just my type ●Like the way he's speaking His confidence is peaking ●Don't like his baggy jeans but I might like what's underneath em ●And no I ain't been to MIA ●I heard that Cali never rains And New York's wide awake ●First let's see the west end Show you to my bredrin ●I'm liking this American boy... American boy... ●Take me on a trip I'd like to go someday Take me to New York I'd love to see LA ●I really want to Come kick it with you ●Will you 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 Maybe then we'll go to a cafe ●Let's go on the subway Take me to your hood ●I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what good ●Dressed in all your fancy clothes ●Sneakers looking fresh to def I'm loving those shelltoes ●Walk-ing that walk Talk that slick talk ●I'm liking This American boy American boy ●Take me on a trip I'd like to go someday Take me to New York I'd love to see LA ●I really want to Come kick it with you Will you be my American Boy... ◆Who killin em in the UK Everybody gonna to 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 ◆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 ◆●CAAASH ◆Cuz a lot wacks want to hear it ◆And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest The Pips at they Gladys. ◆And I know they love it So to hell with all that rubbish ●Would you be my love My love (●Could you be my) ●Would you be my love My love (●Would you be my) ●Could you be my love my love (●Oohhh oh...) ●Would you be my American boy American boy ●Take me on a trip I'd like to go someday Take me to Chicago San Francisco Bay ●I really want to Come kick it with you ●Will you be my American Boy American Boy ●Take me on a trip I'd like to go someday Take me to New York I'd love to see LA ●I really want to Come kick it with you ●Will you be my American Boy... American Boy