American Boy

Hey Sister
It's really really nice to meet ya.
I just met this 5 foot 7 guys who's just my type.
I like the way he's speaking his confidence is peaking.
Don't like his baggy jeans but Ima like what's underneath them.
And no I aint been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York stays away.
Let's go to the west end.
I'll show you to my bedroom.
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.

Can we get away this weekend.
Take me to Broadway.
Let's go shopping then maybe we'll go to a Café.
Let's ride on a subway.
Take me to your hood.
Ain't never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good.
Dress in all your fancy clothes.
Sneakers looking fresh to death, 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.

Would you be my love, my love.
Could be mine 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 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

Lala...



Credits
Writer(s): Kweli Ebon Washington, John Roger Stephens, Keith Ernesto Harris, William Adams, Joshua Lopez, Estelle Swaray, Kanye Omari West, Caleb Speir
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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