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American Boy
Estelle
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This a number one champion sound
yeah Estelle we bout 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 guy who s just my type
I like the way he s speaking his confidence is peaking
Don t like his baggy jeans but I might like what s underneath them
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
I ll show you to my brethren

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

( - - )
(lalalaa...)

You ll 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 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 Def 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 to say you K, reluctantly, because most of this press don t 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


Would you be my love, my love (could 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 Boyyy


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


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