American Boy

American Boy - Purple Avenue

Just another one champion sound

Yeah Estelle and we about to get down

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 five foot seven 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'ma 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 brethren

I'm like 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 maybe then we'll go to a cafe

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

Dress 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 agwan blud

Who killin' 'em in the UK

Everybody gonna to say you K

Reluctantly because most of this press don't f**k wit 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 nothing new now now

He crazy I know what you thinkin'

Ribena I know what your 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

Un 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 cash

'Cause a lot wags want to hear it

And I'm feelin' like Mike at his baddest

Like the Pips at they Gladys and I know they love it

So to hell with all that rubbish

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

Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day

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

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