American Boy (feat. Stacey Ryan)

She said, "Hey sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya" I just met this five-foot-seven guy who's just my type Like the way he's speakin', his confidence was peakin' Don't like his baggy jeans, but I'ma like what's underneath them No, I ain't been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains but New York's heart awaits First, let's see the West End, I'll show you to my brethren I'm likin' this American boy Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday 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 shoppin', baby, then we'll go to a Café Let's get on the subway, take me to your hood But I've never been to Brooklyn, and I'd like to see what's good Dressed in all your fancy clothes Sneaker's lookin' Fresh to death, I'm lovin' those Shell Toes Walkin' that walkin', I talk that slick talk I'm likin' this American boy, American boy Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you Would you be my American boy, American boy? Ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Would you be my love? Yeah, would you be mine? Yeah, would you be my love? Yeah, would you be mine? Would you be my love, my love? Would you be my American boy? It's another one Champion sound Me and Estelle, we 'bout to get down Who the hottest in the world right now? Just touched down in London town, uh Bet they give me a pound Tell him, 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 someday Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you I'm likin' this, I'm likin' this I'm likin' this American boy American boy Oh, oh-oh, oh, yeah I'm likin' this American boy American boy