Estelle American Boy (Feat. Kanye West) Lyrics

[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:]
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.
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'mma 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 bedroom.
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 L.A.
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll 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 never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good
Dressed in all your fancy clothes
Sneakers looking Fresh to Def I'm lovin those Shell Toes
Walkin that walk
Talk that slick talk
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

[Kanye West:]
Who killin em in the UK
Everybody gonna to say you, K
Reluctantly, because most of this press don't f___ 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
But I still talk that ca-a-ash
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

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 love to see L.A.
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American Boy
American Boy