Kanye West American Boy Lyrics

American Boy Lyrics

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 



[Chorus: Estelle] 

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 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'm a like what's underneath it. 

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 bridrens. 

I'm like 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 LA. 

I really want
to come kick it with you. 

You'll be my American Boy 



Can we
get away this weekend. 

Take me to Broadway. 

Let's go shopping baby
then we'll go to a Caf. 

Let's go on the subway. 

Take me to your
hood. 

I neva been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good. 

Dress in all your fancy clothes. 

Sneaker's looking Fresh to Def 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 LA. 

I really want to come kick it with you. 

You'll be
my American Boy 



Let them kno wagwan blud 



[Kanye
West:] 

Who killin em in the UK. Everybody gonna to say you K,
reluctantly, because 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 oww oww.
Ain't 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. about this American Brama. Am I shallow
cause 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. I heard your
lyrics I feel your spirit. But I still talk that CAAASH. Cause a lot wags 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 



[Chorus:] 

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