Estelle - American boy

^Emaj7This a number one champion sound ^Cmaj7Yeah Estelle, we 'bout to get down (get down) ^Am7Who the hottest in the world right now? Just touched down in ^Fmaj7London town ^Emaj7

^Cmaj7Tell them put the money in my hand right now ^Am7Tell the promoter we need more seats We just sold out all the ^Fmaj7floor seats ^Emaj7

^Emaj7Take me on a trip, I'd like to ^Cmaj7go someday ^Am7Take me to New York, I'd love to see L^Fmaj7A I ^Emaj7really want to come ^Cmaj7kick it with you ^Am7You'll be my American boy ^{Fmaj7 Emaj7}

He said, "Hey, ^Cmaj7sister, it's really, really nice to ^Am7meet ya" I just met this five-foot-seven ^Fmaj7guy who's just my t^Emaj7ype I like the way he's s^Cmaj7peakin', his confidence is ^Am7peakin' Don't like his baggy jeans but I'mma ^Fmaj7like what's undern^Emaj7eath them And no, I ain't ^Cmaj7been to MIA I ^Am7heard that Cali never rains and New York's wide a^Fmaj7wake ^Emaj7First let's see the West End, I'll ^Cmaj7show you to my bredrin ^Am7I'm likin' this American boy, American boy ^Fmaj7

^Emaj7Take me on a trip, I'd like to ^Cmaj7go someday ^Am7Take me to New York, I'd love to see L^Fmaj7A I ^Emaj7really want to come ^Cmaj7kick it with you ^Am7You'll be my American boy, A^Fmaj7merican b^Emaj7oy

Can we get away this ^Cmaj7weekend? Take me to Broadw^Am7ay Let's go shopping baby then we'll ^Fmaj7go to a caf^Emaj7e Let's go on the sub^Cmaj7way, take me to your ho^Am7od I never been to Brooklyn and I'd ^Fmaj7like to see what's go^Emaj7od Dressed in ^Cmaj7all your fancy clothes ^Am7Sneakers lookin' fresh to death, I'm lovin' those shell ^Fmaj7toes ^Emaj7Walkin' that walk, ^Cmaj7talk that slick talk I'm ^Am7likin' this American boy, Ameri^Fmaj7can boy

^Emaj7Take me on a trip, I'd like to ^Cmaj7go someday ^Am7Take me to New York, I'd love to see L^Fmaj7A I ^Emaj7really want to come ^Cmaj7kick it with you ^Am7You'll be my American boy

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Tell 'em wagwan blud

^Emaj7Who killin' 'em in the UK? ^Cmaj7Everybody gonna say you K,^Am7 reluctantly, because most of this press don't fuck with ^Fmaj7me Estelle once ^Emaj7said to me, cool down down ^Cmaj7don't act a fool now now I ^Am7always act a fool oww oww Ain't nothing new ^Fmaj7now now ^Emaj7 He crazy, I know what ya thinkin' ^Cmaj7 Ribena, I know what you're drinkin' ^Am7 Rap singer, chain blinger. Holler at the next chick ^Fmaj7soon as you're blinkin' ^Emaj7 What's your persona ^Cmaj7About this Americana rhym^Am7er? Am I shallow 'cause all my clothes de^Fmaj7signer? ^{Emaj7 Emaj7}Dressed smart like a London bloke be^Cmaj7fore he speak his suit bespoke

N.C.

and you thought he was cute before

N.C.

Look at this Pea Coat, tell me he's broke ^Emaj7And I know you ain't into all that I ^Cmaj7heard your lyrics I feel your spirit ^Am7But I still talk that Ca-a-ash Cuz a lot WAGs ^Fmaj7wanna to hear it ^Emaj7 And I'm feelin' like Mike at his bad^Cmaj7dest Like The Pips and the Gla^Am7dys ^Am7And I know they love it, so to hell with all that ^Fmaj7rubbish ^Emaj7

Would you be^Cmaj7 my love, my love? (would you be ^Am7mine?) Would you be my love, my love? (^Fmaj7Would you be^Emaj7 mine?) Could you be^Cmaj7 my love, my love? (Ooh) Would ^Am7you be my American boy, ^Fmaj7American boy?

^Emaj7Take me on a trip, I'd like to ^Cmaj7go someday ^Am7Take me to Chicago, San Francisco ^Fmaj7Bay I ^Emaj7really want to come ^Cmaj7kick it with you ^Am7You'll be my American boy, ^Fmaj7American bo^Emaj7y

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