| Just another one champion sound
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| me and Estelle about to get down
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| who the hottest in the world right now.
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| Just touched down in London town.
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| Bet they give me a pound.
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| Tell them put the money in my hand right now.
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| Tell the promoter we need more seats,
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| we just sold out all the floor seats
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| Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.
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| Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
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| I really want to come kick it with you.
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| You'll be my American Boy.
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| He said Hey Sister.
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| It's really really nice to meet ya.
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| I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who's just my type.
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| I like the way he's speaking his confidence is peaking.
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| Don't like his baggy jeans
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| but Ima like what's underneath it.
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| And no I aint been to MIA
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| I heard that Cali never rains
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| and New York heart awaits.
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| First let's see the west end.
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| I'll show you to my bridrens.
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| I'm like this American Boy. |
| American Boy
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| Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
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| Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
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| I really want to come kick it with you.
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| You'll be my American Boy
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| Can we get away this weekend.
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| Take me to Broadway.
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| Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Cafe.
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| Let's go on the subway.
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| Take me to your hood.
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| I neva been to Brooklyn
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| and I'd like to see what's good.
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| Dress in all your fancy clothes.
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| Sneaker's looking Fresh to Def
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| I'm lovin those Shell Toes.
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| Walkin that walk.
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| Talk that slick talk.
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| I'm likin this American Boy. |
| American Boy.
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| Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day.
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| Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
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| I really want to come kick it with you.
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| You'll be my American Boy
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| let them kno wagwan blud
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| Who killin em in the UK.
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| Everybody gonna to say you K,
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| reluctantly,
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| because most of this press don't f**k wit me.
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| Estelle once said to me,
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| cool down down don't act a fool now now.
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| I always act a fool oww oww.
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| Aint nothing new now now.
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| He crazy, I know what ya thinkin.
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| White Pino I know what you're drinkin. |
| Rap singer.
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| Chain Blinger.
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| Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin.
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| What's you're persona. |
| about this American Brama.
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| Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer.
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| Dressed smart like a London Bloke.
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| Before he speak his suit bespoke.
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| And you thought he was cute before.
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| Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke.
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| And I know you're not into all that.
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| I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
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| But I still talk that CAAASH.
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| Cuz a lot wags want to hear it.
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| And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest.
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| The Pips at they Gladys.
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| And I know they love it.
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| so to hell with all that rubbish
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| Would you be my love, my love.
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| could be mine would you be my love my love,
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| could be mine
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| Could you be my love, my love.
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| Would you be my American Boy. |
| American Boy
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| Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
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| Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA.
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| I really want to come kick it with you.
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| American Boy!
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| don't think about being less than yourself,
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| American Boy!
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| begging to people, never good for your health,
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| American Boy!
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| don't have to kill no-one or have to steal,
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| from no-one, in life,
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| (Through this life)
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| This is a dog eat dog world
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| but it belongs to the man,
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| but it's not without the love
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| of a woman's understanding
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| hurting ourselves for no reason that you have,
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| was already yours, anyway,
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| If you see somebody
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| i want you to smile instead of frown,
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| just because they look angry
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| don't mean they wanna beat you down,
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| and it, don't cost you nothing
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| but you pay for a gun,
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| kill our sisters and sons,
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| people we need to be.......
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| American Boy! |