American Boy

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

Estelle:

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Take me on a trip, I’d like to go sun bathe.
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

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 Ima like what’s underneath it.
And no I aint been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits.
First let’s see the west end.
I’ll show you to my brethren.
I’m like this American Boy.

Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go sun bathe.
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

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.
Yes get all your fancy clothes.
Sneaker’s looking Fresh to Def I’m lovin those Shell Toes.
Walkin that walk.
Talk that slick talk.
I’m likin this American Boy.
American Boy.

Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go sun bathe.
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

Kanye West:
Who killin em in the UK.
Everybody gonna to say you K, reluctantly, because most of this press don’t fuck wit me.
Estelle once said to me, cool down down don’t act a fool now now.
I always act a fool oww oww.
Aint nothing new now now. He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
White Pino 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. I got this American Brama.
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

Estelle:
Would you be my love, my love.
Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine.
Could you be my love, my love.
Would you be my American Boy.
American Boy

Chorus
Take me on a trip, I’d like to go sun bathe.
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