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[Kanye West:]Just anotherOne champion soundMe and EstelleAbout to get downWho the hottestIn the world right nowJust touched downIn London townBet they give me a poundTell them put the moneyIn my hand right nowTell the promoterWe need more seatsWe just sold outAll the floor seatsTake me on a tripI'd like to go some dayTake me to New YorkI'd love to see LAI really wantTo come kick it with youYou'll be my american boyHe saidHey sisterIt's reallyReally nice to meet yaI just met this 5 foot 7 guysWho's just my typeI like the wayHe's speakingHis confidence is peakingDon't like his baggy jeansBut I'ma likeWhat's underneath itAnd no I ain't been to MIAI heard that Cali never rainsAnd New York heart awaitsFirst let's see the west endI'll show you to my bests friendsI'm liking this american boyTake me on a tripI'd like to go some dayTake me to New YorkI'd love to see LAI really wantTo come kick it with youYou'll be my american boyCan we get away this weekendTake me to BroadwayLet's go shopping babyThen we'll go to a CaféLet's go on the subwayTake me to your hoodI neva been to BrooklynAnd I'd like to see what's goodDress in all your fancy clothesSneaker's looking Fresh to DefI'm lovin those Shell ToesWalkin that walkTalk that slick talkI'm likin this american boyAmerican boyTake me on a tripI'd like to go some dayTake me to New YorkI'd love to see LAI really wantTo come kick it with youYou'll be my american boyLet them kno Wagwan Blud[Kanye West:]Who killin em in the UKEverybody gonna to say you KReluctantlyBecause most of this pressDon't fuck wit meEstelle once said to meCool down downDon't act a fool now, nowI always act a fool oww, owwAin't nothing new now nowHe crazyI know what ya thinkinRibenaI know what you're drinkin'Rap singerChain BlingerHolla at the next chick soonAs you're blinkinWhat's you're personaAbout this American BramaI shallowCuz all my clothes designerDressed smart like a London BlokeBefore he speak his suit bespokeAnd you thought he was cute beforeLook at this P CoatTell me he's brokeAnd I knowYou're not into all thatI heard your lyricsI feel your spiritBut I still talk that caaaashCuz a lot wags want to hear itAnd I'm feelinLike Mike at his BaddestThe Pips at they GladysAnd I know they love itSo to hellWith all that rubbish[Estelle:]Would you be my love, my loveCould be mineWould you be my love, my loveCould be mineCould you be my love, my loveWould you be my american boyAmerican BoyTake me on a tripI'd like to go some dayTake me to ChicagoSan Fransisco BayI really wantTo come kick it with youYou'll be my american boy
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