American Boy
Purple Avenue Lyrics

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Who killin' em in the UK
Everybody gonna to say you K
Reluctantly, because most of this press don't f**k 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

White Pino 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
I got 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 CASH
Cuz a lot wacks 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 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

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay

I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American Boy, American Boy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Purple Avenue's American Boy describe the admiration and obsession for an American man by a British woman. The song talks about the coolness and popularity of the American man in the UK, with the "K" representing "killer" or "cool." However, the singer is aware that the press does not give her the recognition she deserves; hence, she's "reluctant" to say that the man she's talking about is "killin' em" in the UK. Additionally, she references Estelle's "cool down" quote, which she got from her chat with the artist. The singer also highlights her fondness for fashion and designer clothes, symbolizing her superficiality in some ways.

The second verse refers to the American man's style, pointing out that he dresses smart like a London Bloke and exudes a cool persona in his custom suit. The singer also mentions that she's not into the "cash" talk, but most people want to hear that in rap music. The song concludes with the singer asking to be taken to different American cities, with Chicago and San Francisco being on her list. She pleads with the American man to be her love.

Line by Line Meaning

Who killin' em in the UK
Who is killing it in the UK music scene

Everybody gonna to say you K
Everyone will acknowledge your success

Reluctantly, because most of this press don't f**k wit me
I receive little media coverage despite my talent

Estelle once said to me, cool down down
Estelle advised me to calm down

Don't act a fool now now
Don't make a scene

I always act a fool oww oww
But I tend to act wild anyway

Ain't nothing new now now
My behavior is not surprising

He crazy, I know what ya thinkin
He's wild, I understand your thoughts

White Pino I know what you're drinkin
You're drinking white Pino wine

Rap singer, chain Blinger
I'm a rap singer with flashy jewelry

Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinkin
I flirt with the next girl right away

What's you're persona
What's your image or personality?

I got this American Brama. Am I shallow cuz all my clothes designer
I am wearing a nice American sweater. Does that make me superficial because all my clothes are designer?

Dressed smart like a London Bloke
I'm dressed fashionably like a Londoner

Before he speak his suit bespoke
Before he even speaks, you can tell his suit is custom-made

And you thought he was cute before
You already thought he was attractive

Look at this P Coat, Tell me he's broke
But check out this expensive coat- does it look like he's broke?

And I know you're not into all that
I know you're not into materialism

I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit
I listened to your songs, I understand your vibe

But I still talk that CASH
But I still rap about money

Cuz a lot wacks want to hear it
Because a lot of people want to hear it

And I'm feelin like Mike at his Baddest
I am feeling as confident as Michael Jackson at his best

The Pips at they Gladys
Like the Pips with Gladys Knight

And I know they love it
And I know the audience loves it

So to hell with all that rubbish
So forget about all that nonsense

Would you be my love, my love
Would you be my lover, my love

Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine
Could you belong to me? Would you be mine, my love?

Could you be my love, my love
Could you be my lover, my love

Would you be my American Boy
Would you be my American partner

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me on a vacation, I wish to go someday

Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay
Take me to Chicago or San Francisco bay area

I really want to come kick it with you
I really want to hang out with you

You'll be my American Boy, American Boy
You'll be my American companion

Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Joshua Lopez, Caleb Speir, Keith Ernesto Harris, William Adams, Kanye Omari West, John Roger Stephens, Estelle Swaray, Kweli Ebon Washington

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