Artistes :

Titres :

AMERICAN BOY

Paroles et musique :Estelle Swaray, John Legend, Kweli Washington, Kanye West
Tonalité :
  • A
  • B♭
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  • D♭
  • D
  • E♭
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  • G♭
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  • A♭
  • A
(Kanye :)
  Just another one champion sound
  Me and you 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 L.A.   
I   really want to come   kick it with you
  You'll be my American boy..  .     
 
 
He said, "Hey, sis  ter, it's really, really nice to mee  t ya"
I just met this 5 foot 7   guy who's just my ty  pe
I like the way he's   speaking, his confidence is   peaking
Don't like his baggy jeans but Imma   like what's under n  eith them
 
 
And no, I ain't   been to MIA
I   heard that Cali never rains and New York heart a  waits
  First let's see the West End, I'll   show you to my bedrin
 
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 L.A.   
I   really want to come   kick it with you
  You'll be my American boy,   American boy    
 
 
Can we get away this w  eekend ? Take me to Broadway  
Let's go shopping baby 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 li  ke to see what's go  od
 
 
Dressed in   all your fancy clothes
Snea  kers looking fresh to death, I'm lovin'those shell toes   
  Walkin'that walk, t  alk that slick talk
  I'm likin'this American boy, Am  erican boy
 
 
  Take me on a trip, I'd like to   go some day
  Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.   
I   really want to come   kick it with you
  You'll be my American boy
 (Parlé :)
Tell'em wagawaan blood
 
 
(Kanye :)
  Who killin em in the UK.
  Everybody gonna say you K,   
reluctantly, because most of this press don't fuck wit   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 ya thinkin.   
Ribena I know what you're drinkin.   
Rap singer. Chain Blinger. Holla at the next chic  k soon as you're blinki  n.
 
What's you're persona
  About this Americana rh  ymer ?
Am I shallow cuz all my clothes de  signer ?   
  Dressed smart like a London Bloke
be  fore 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 CAAASH.
Cuz a lot WAGs   wanna to hear it.   
And I'm feelin like Mike at his Bad  dest.
Like the Pips and the Gladys.   
  And I know they love it.
so to hell with all that   rubbish.   
 
 
(Estelle :)
Would you be   my love, my love ?  
Would you be my love,   my love ?  
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 Chicago, San Fransisco   Bay.
I   really want to come   kick it with you
  You'll be my American boy,   American boy

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