[Kanye West:] 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
[Estelle:] 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'ma 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 like 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
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 neva 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 lovin those Shell Toes Walkin that walk Talk that slick talk 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 LA I really want To come kick it with you You'll be my american boy
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[Kanye West:] Who killin em in the UK Everybody gonna to 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 chick soon As you're blinkin What's you're persona About this American Brama Am I shallow Cuz 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 caaaash Cuz a lot wags want to hear it And I'm feelin Like Mike at his Baddest The Pips at they Gladys And I know they love it So to hell Wwith all that rubbish
[Estelle:] Would you be my love, my love Would you be mine Would you be my love, my love Would you be mine Would 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
[Tshawe Baqwa] Oooooh-- Put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin
Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
Ridin high, when I was king Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything Walked away, won me then But easy come and easy go And it would end
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] so i eight tama dj let me go eight tama vj get me know eight tama sekeey let me know but,i played that sj let me go
i`m on my knees when i`m (beggin) couse i don`t want to lose (you) i got my heart on spett and i hope that my heart gets wet becouse i freak down a beck
[Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I need you, (yeeah) to understand Tried so hard To be your man The kind of man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again
[Tshawe Baqwa] An empty shell I used to be Shadow of my life Was hangin over me
A broken man Without a throne Wont even stand the devils dance To win my soul
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] i am a chocen why am a chaisen boutam boutam, boutam plasment why me got got shit on the brayslett why then feel for that need a replacement your the wrong way track from the good i wanna picka pickta having a good in jet like a audience inn a dest-way should you can even the way have it to took the tampt anna
keep losing on keep dosinn on keep boss befor not a call for sure keep hoe couse i don`t wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck
[Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
[Yosef Wolde-Mariam] Im fighting hard To hold my own No, I just cant make it All alone
Im holdin on I cant fall back Now that big brass ring Is a shade of black
[Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out, baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darlin
If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out, cocaine Si quieres pasarlo bien tienes que sacarla de paseo, cocaína If you wanna get down, down on the ground, cocaine Si quieres caer, quedar tirado en el suelo, cocaína She dont lie, she dont lie, she dont lie, cocaine Ella no miente, no miente, no miente, coacína
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues, cocaine Si recibes malas noticias y quieres espantar las penas, cocaina When your day is done and you wanna run, cocaine Cuando se acaba el día y quieres escapar, cocaína. She dont lie, she dont lie, she dont lie, cocaine Ella no miente, no miente, no miente, cocaína
If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on, cocaine Si se te acaban las fuerzas y quieres continuar, cocaína Dont forget this fact, you cant get it back cocaine. No olvides una cosa, siempre las puedes recuperar cocaína She dont lie, she dont lie, she dont lie, cocaine Ella no miente, no miente, no miente, cocaína
She dont lie, she dont lie, she dont lie, cocaine Ella no miente, no miente, no miente, cocaína
