American Boy (Explicit) 歌詞
American Boy (Explicit) - Estelle/Ye/Keith Harris/William Adams
Composed by：Kanye West/Keith Harris/William Adams
Kanye West/Estelle：
This a number one champion sound
Yeah
Yeah Estelle we 'bout to get down
Get down
Who the hottest in the world right now
Uh
Just touched down in London town
Uh
Bet they give me a pound
Uh
Tell them put the money in my hand right now
Yeah
Tell the promoter we need more seats
We just sold out all the floor seats
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
Estelle：
He said "Hey sister it's really really nice to meet ya"
I just met this 5-foot-7 guy who's just my type
Like the way he's speakin' his confidence is peakin'
Don't like his baggy jeans but I might like what's underneath them
And no I ain't been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York's all the way
First let's see the West End I'll show you to my bredrin
I'm likin' this American boy American boy
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 American boy
La la la la la eya
La la la la la eya
La la la la la eya
Will you be my American boy American boy
Estelle：
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
Sneakers 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
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
Tell 'em wagwan blud
Kanye West with Estelle：
Who killin' them in the UK
Everybody 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 oww oww
Ain't nothing new now now
He crazy I know what you thinkin'
Ribena I know what you're drinkin'
Rap singer chain blinger
Holler at the next chick soon as you're blinkin'
What's your persona about this Americana rhymer
Am I shallow 'cause all my clothes designer Uh
Dressed smart like a London bloke
Yeah
Before he speak his suit bespoke
Woop
And you thought he was cute before
Look at this pea coat tell me he's broke
Woo
And I know you 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
Estelle：
Would you be my love my love
Would you be mine
Could you be my love my love
Could you be mine
Could you be my love my love
Ooh
Would you be my American boy American boy
Estelle：
Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
Ooh someday
Take me to Chicago San Francisco bay
I wanna see LA
I really want to You come kick it with you
Ooh-ooh-ooh
You'll be my American boy American boy
Be my American boy
Estelle：
Take me on a trip I'd like to go some day
I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York I'd love to see LA
See LA
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy American boy
La la la la la eya
La la
La la la la la eya
Ooh ooh
La la la la la eya
Will you be my American boy