this was published a long time ago, only it was in "unlisted"

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[Kanye]
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

[Deedee]
Round and round, let the city turn
Party in the hills, we can party in the burbs
Roof on fire- Let it burn
Champagne in my hand, I'm not concerned
Next day fine, I'm trynna get live
Pukin' in the morning, every day o'er drive
Gotta look good when I hit the beach
Wanna wanna Malibu, just can't speak
Stuck in traffic, still looking fly
When the sun in my eye
Loving every minute of this L.A livin'
'Cuz there ain't no limit.

[Estelle & Deedee]
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
(Round and round)
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
(LA livin’)
I really want to (party in the burbs) come kick it with you (not concerned)
You'll be my American boy

[Estelle]
He said 'Hey Sister'
It's really really nice to meet ya
I just met this five foot seven guy 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

[Unknown]
Saturday’s big it’s life in the hills
Forget your dreams, it must be fulfilled
The city's so full of hopes and dreams
If you look real close, it's busting at the seams

[Deedee]
No casting couch, I got my own pad
You can sell your soul, I bought my own bags
Cattle calls may break my balls
Droppin' names never hurt me, see!

[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~

[Estelle & Deedee]
Lalala...
(No casting couch, I got my own pad
You can sell your soul, I bought my own bags
Cattle calls may break my balls
Droppin' names never hurt me, see!)
You'll be my American boy
American boy~

[Estelle]
Can we get away this weekend
Take me to Broadway
Let's go shopping baby maybe then we'll go to a cafe
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

[Deedee & Estelle]
Round and round, let the city turn
Party in the hills, we can party in the burbs
Roof on fire- Let it burn
Champagne in my hand, I'm not concerned
Next day fine, I'm trynna get live
Pukin' in the morning, every day o'er drive
Gotta look good when I hit the beach
Wanna wanna Malibu, just can't speak (would you be my love, my love)
Stuck in traffic, still looking fly
When the sun in my eye (would you be mine)
Loving every minute of this L.A livin'
'Cuz there ain't no limit. (would you be my love, my love)
(American boy!)

[Estelle & Deedee]
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
(Round and round)
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay (LA livin’)
I really want to (party in the burbs) come kick it with you (not concerned)
You'll be my American Boy
Be my American Boy-

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day (LA!)
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA (LA!)
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy
American boy~

Lalala...
Will you be my American Boy, American Boy...

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