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  • This another number one champion sound
    Yeah, Estelle we 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 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 you
    I just met this 5-foot-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 them
    And no I ain't been to MIA
    I heard that Cali never rains and New York wide awake
    First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bredrin
    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, American Boy
    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
    Sneaker's looking fresh to death, I'm loving those Shell Toes
    Walking 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
    Let them know wagwan blud

    Who killing them in the UK, everybody going 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,
    ain't nothing new now, now
    He crazy, I know what you thinking
    Ribena I know what you're drinking
    Rap singer, chain blinger
    Holler at the next chick soon as you're blinking
    What's your persona about this Americana rhymer?
    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 pea coat,
    tell me he's broke
    And I know you ain't into all that,
    I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit
    But I still talk that CA-A-ASH cause a lot wags want to hear it
    And I'm feeling like Mike at his Baddest
    Like The Pips at their gladdest
    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)
    Would 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 LA
    I really want to come kick it with you
    You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
  • [00:16.19]This another number one champion sound
    [00:18.04]Yeah, Estelle we about to get down
    [00:19.78]Who the hottest in the world right now?
    [00:21.77]Just touched down in London town
    [00:23.93]Bet they give me a pound
    [00:25.89]Tell them put the money in my hand right now
    [00:27.69]Tell the promoter we need more seats
    [00:29.73]We just sold out all the floor seats
    [00:32.23]
    [00:32.23]Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
    [00:35.73]Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
    [00:39.57]I really want to come kick it with you
    [00:43.74]You'll be my American Boy
    [00:47.47]
    [00:48.73]He said, Hey sister
    [00:51.37]It's really, really nice to meet you
    [00:53.22]I just met this 5-foot-7 guy who's just my type
    [00:57.37]Like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking
    [01:01.17]Don't like his baggy jeans but I might like what's underneath them
    [01:05.65]And no I ain't been to MIA
    [01:08.29]I heard that Cali never rains and New York wide awake
    [01:12.38]First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bredrin
    [01:16.28]I'm liking this American Boy, American Boy
    [01:21.08]
    [01:21.08]Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
    [01:24.68]Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
    [01:28.53]I really want to come kick it with you
    [01:32.86]You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
    [01:49.60]You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
    [01:54.84]
    [01:54.84]Can we get away this weekend
    [01:56.40]Take me to Broadway
    [01:58.19]Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Café
    [02:02.57]Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood
    [02:06.41]I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good
    [02:10.69]Dressed in all your fancy clothes
    [02:13.63]Sneaker's looking fresh to death, I'm loving those Shell Toes
    [02:17.88]Walking that walk, talk that slick talk
    [02:21.72]I'm liking this American Boy, American Boy
    [02:26.21]
    [02:26.21]Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
    [02:29.61]Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
    [02:33.60]I really want to come kick it with you
    [02:37.81]You'll be my American Boy
    [02:41.16]Let them know wagwan blud
    [02:42.33]
    [02:42.33]Who killing them in the UK, everybody going to say "you, K"
    [02:46.37]Reluctantly, because most of this press don't **** wit me
    [02:49.87]Estelle once said to me,
    [02:51.15]"Cool down, down. Don't act a fool now, now"
    [02:54.36]I always act a fool oww, oww,
    [02:56.50]ain't nothing new now, now
    [02:58.56]He crazy, I know what you thinking
    [03:00.50]Ribena I know what you're drinking
    [03:02.70]Rap singer, chain blinger
    [03:04.72]Holler at the next chick soon as you're blinking
    [03:06.67]What's your persona about this Americana rhymer?
    [03:10.56]Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer?
    [03:14.71]Dressed smart like a London bloke,
    [03:16.92]before he speak his suit bespoke
    [03:18.83]And you thought he was cute before,
    [03:20.82]look at this pea coat,
    [03:21.77]tell me he's broke
    [03:22.88]And I know you ain't into all that,
    [03:24.96]I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit
    [03:26.87]But I still talk that CA-A-ASH cause a lot wags want to hear it
    [03:31.12]And I'm feeling like Mike at his Baddest
    [03:33.12]Like The Pips at their gladdest
    [03:35.61]And I know they love it
    [03:37.06]So to hell with all that rubbish
    [03:40.39]
    [03:40.39]Would you be my love, my love
    [03:43.28](could you be mine)
    [03:44.35]Would you be my love, my love
    [03:47.07](could you be mine)
    [03:48.14]Would you be my love, my love
    [03:51.24]Would you be my American Boy, American Boy
    [03:55.54]
    [03:55.54]Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
    [03:59.02]Take me to Chicago, San Francisco bay
    [04:02.96]I really want to come kick it with you
    [04:07.26]You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
    [04:11.75]
    [04:11.75]Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
    [04:15.31]Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
    [04:19.06]I really want to come kick it with you
    [04:23.61]You'll be my American Boy, American Boy