American Boy Lyrics With Video – Estelle | 2008 Song
Detail | Information |
Song Name | American Boy |
Singer Name | Estelle featuring Kanye West |
Lyrics Name | American Boy Lyrics |
Music Director Name | will.i.am |
Label | Atlantic Records |
American Boy Lyrics
Just another one champion sound
Yeah, Estelle, we ’bout to get down (get down) Who the hottest in the world right now Just touched down in London townBet 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 seatsTake me on a trip, I’d like to go someday
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 boyHe said “Hey, sister, it’s really, really nice to meet you”
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’mma like what’s underneath themAnd no I ain’t been to M.I.A
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 brethren I’m liking this American boy, American boyTake me on a trip, I’d like to go someday
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 boyWould 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 never been to Brooklyn and I’d like to see what’s goodDress in all your fancy clothes
Sneakers looking fresh to death, I’m loving those Shell Toes Walking that walk, talk that slick talk I’m liking this American boy, American boyTake me on a trip, I’d like to go someday
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 Tell ’em kno wagwan bludWho killing ’em in the U.K.
Everybody gonna say, “You, K” Reluctantly ’cause most of this press don’t fuck with 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, nowHe crazy, I know what ya thinking
Ribena I know what you’re drinking Rap singer, Chain Blinger Holla at the next chick soon as you’re blinkingWhat’s your persona?
About this Americana Brama Am I shallow ’cause all my clothes designerDressed smart like a London Bloke
Before he speak his suit bespoke And you thought he was cute before Look at this peacoat, tell me he’s brokeAnd I know you ain’t into all that
I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit But I still talk that ca-ah-ash ‘Cause a lot wags wanna hear itAnd I’m feeling like Mike at his Baddest
Like The Pips at they Gladys And I know they love it So to hell with all that rubbishWould you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)
Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?) Could you be my love, my love? Ooh, would you be my American boy? American boyTake 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 You’ll be my American boy, American boyTake me on a trip, I’d like to go someday
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 boyWatch American Boy Video Song
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