American Boy (feat. Kanye West) [Lost Frequencies Remix]

This a number one, this a number one

This a number one champion sound

Go some day

See LA

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

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

Yeah, Estelle, we about to get down

You'll be my American boy

American boy

Go some day

See LA

Would you be my love, my love?

Could you be mine?

Would you be my love, my love?

Could you be mine?

Could you be my love, my love?

Ooh, 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 Francisco bay

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

This a number one, this a number one

This a number one, this a number one

This a number one, this a number one

This a number one, this a number one

This a number one...

This a number one champion sound

(Tell 'em wagwan, blud)

This a number one champion sound

Yeah, Estelle, we about to get down

Who the hottest in the world right now?

I 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

No interview with the NME

'Cause I would only make enemy

No Q&A with the queue today

'Cause I really don't have good to say

Who killing them in the UK?

Everybody going to say "You, K!"

Reluctantly, because most of this press don't fuck with 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 you thinking

Ribena, I know what you're drinking

Rap singer, chain blinger

Holler at the next chick soon as you're blinking

And I know you ain't into all that

I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit

But I still talk that ca-a-ash

'Cause a lot of wags want to hear it

And I'm feeling like Mike at his baddest

Like The Pips at their gladdest

And I know they love it

So to hell with all that rubbish

Would you be my love, my love?

Could you be mine?

Would you be my love, my love?

Could you be mine?

Could you be my love, my love?

Ooh, 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 Francisco bay

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

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