Lirama

Just another one champion sound
Me and Estelle 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

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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.

He said 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 I'm a like what's underneath it.
And no I ain't been to Mia
I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits. First let's see the west end.
I'll show you to my bridrens.
I'm liking this American boy. American boy

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Can we get away this weekend
Take me to Broadway
Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a café
Let's go on the subway
Take me to your hood
I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good
Dress in all your fancy clothes
Sneaker's looking fresh to def I'm loving those shell toes
Walking that walk
Talk that slick talk
I'm liking this American boy. American boy

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Let them know wagwan blood

Who killing em in the UK.
Everybody gonna 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 ya thinking.
White pino I know what you're drinking. Rap singer. Chain blinger.
Holler at the next chick soon as you're blinking. What's you're persona.
About this american brahma. am I shallow 'cause all my clothes designer.
Dressed smart like a London bloke. Before he speak his suit bespoke.
And you thought he was cute before. Look at this P coat, tell me he's broke.
And I know you're not into all that. I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit.
But I still talk that cash. 'cause a lot wags want to hear it.
And I'm feeling like mike at his baddest. The pips at they gladys.
And I know they love it. So to hell with all that rubbish

Would you be my love, my love.
Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine
Could you be my love, my love.
Would you be my American boy. American boy

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