[Intro: Kanye West & Estelle]
This a number one, this a number one, this a number one champion sound
This a number one, this a number one, this a number one champion sound
Kanye, where you at, love?
Yeah, Estelle, we 'bout to get down

[Verse: Estelle]
He said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
I just met this 5-foot-7 guy who's just my type
Like the way he's speakin', his confidence is peakin'
Don't like his baggy jeans but I might like what's underneath them
And no, I ain't been to MIA
I hеard that Cali never rains and New York's widе awake
First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bredrin
I'm likin' this American boy, American boy

[Chorus: 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, American boy

[Post-Chorus: Estelle]
La, la la, la la, eya
La, la la, la la, eya
La, la la, la la, eya
You'll be my American boy, American boy
La, la la, la la, eya
La, la la, la la, eya
La, la la, la la, eya
You'll be my American