American Boy lyrics by Estelle Ft Kayne West
Title: American boy (Album version)Artist: Estelle ft Kayne West
Composed: Will Adams, Kayne West, Keith Harris (what, no Orville?
Josh Lopez, Caleb Speir & Estelle Swaray
Copyright: Chrysalis Music (40%) / Cheerry Lane Music Publishing (35%)
Carlin Music Corp (20%) Copyright Control (5%)
Tempo: 118
Key: Em
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[intro]
Em7 . . . |B . . . |
Am7 . . . |Am7 . . . |
[Main Song structure - repeat this chord sequence over to end]
Emaj7 . . . |Cmaj9 . . . |
Am9 . . . |Am9 . D9 . |
[verse] - Kanye
Just another one, champion sound,
Yeah, Estelle we 'bout to get down.
Who the hottest in the world right now?
I Just touched down in London town.
Bet they give me a pound.
Tell 'em put the money in my hand right now.
Tell the promoter we need more seats,
We just sold out all the floor seats.
[chorus] - 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.
[Verse]
He said "Hey sister, it's really really nice to meet ya."
I just met this five foot seven guy who's just my type.
I like the way he's speakin', 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 M.I.A.
I heard that Cali never rains and New York's wide awake.
But first let's see the West End,
I'll show you to my bedroom.
I'm likin' this American boy,
American boy.
[Chorus]
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.
[middle]
La, la, la, la, la, la, ah,
La, la, la, la, la, la, ah,
La, la, la, la, la, la
Will you be my American boy?
American boy.
[verse]
Can we get away this weekend?
Take me to Broadway.
Let's go shoppin' maybe then we'll go to a caf�.
Let's go on the subway.
Take me to your hood.
I've never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good.
Dressed in all your fancy clothes.
Sneaker's lookin' Fresh to Death, 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 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.
[rap] - Kanye
Who killin' 'em in the U. K.
Ev'rybody gonna say you K.
Reluctantly, 'cause most of this press don't f**k with me.
Estelle once said to me, "Cool down, down,
don't act a fool now, now."
I always act a fool ow, ow,
Ain't nothin' new now, now.
He crazy, I know what you're thinkin'.
Ribena I know what you're drinkin'.
Rap singer. chain blinger, holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin'.
What's your persona about this American
A rhymer? Am I shallow?
'Cause all my clothes designer, uh.
Dress 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 ain't into all that.
I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that ca-a-ash.
'Cause a lotta WAGs wanna hear it.
And I'm feelin' like Mike at his baddest,
Like the Pips at their gladdest.
And I know they love it,
So to hell with all that rubbish.
[Bridge] - Estelle:
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 boy.
[Chorus]
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.
La, la, la, la, la, la, ah,
La, la, la, la, la, la, ah,
La, la, la, la, la, la
Will you be my American boy?
American boy.
