Karaoké American Boy Estelle feat. Kanye West

Just another one champion sound yeah Estelle
Yeah, get down, uh, uh 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 uh, yes 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 five foot seven 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'm a like what's underneath them
And no I ain't 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 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
La la la la la le la
La la la la la le la
La la la la la le la
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 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
Let them know a gwan blud
Who killin' 'em in the UK everybody gonna say you K
Reluctantly 'cos 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, now
He crazy, I know what ya thinkin'
Ribena 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 about this Americana?
Drama am I shallow 'cos all my clothes designe uh
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 CA.A.ASH 'cos a lot WAGs want to hear it
And I'm feelin' like mike at his baddest like the pimps at their gladist
And I know they love it so to hell with all that rubbish
Would you be mine
Would you be mine
Ooh ooh, would you be my American Boy
American Boy
Go some day, oh
You, ooh
Be my American Boy
I go some day
See L.A
American Boy
Le la le la
Ooh ooh
You be my American Boy
American Boy