American Boy

American Boy - Power Music Workout

Would you be my love my love

Would you be my love my love

Would you be my love my love

Would you be

Would you be

Would you be my love my love

Would you be

Would you be

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

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 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 baby

Maybe then we'll go to a cafe

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 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 American boy

Who killing them in the U K

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 ya thinking

Ribena I know what your drinking

Rap singer chain blinger

Holla at the next chick

Soon as you're blinking

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 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 feeling like Mike at his baddest

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

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

I'd like to I'd like to

I'd like to go some day

See LA

I'd like to I'd like to

I'd like to I'd like to

I'd like to I'd like to

I'd like to