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Absolute Summer Hits 2011
Disc 1
01. On the Floor
02. Om sanningen ska fram (vill du ligga med mig då?)
03. Välkommen in
04. Rolling in the Deep
05. Call Your Girlfriend
06. Kärlekens tunga
07. Coconut Tree
08. Higher
09. Grenade
10. Price Tag
11. F***in' Perfect
12. High and Low
13. 25
14. You and Me (In My Pocket)
15. Hollywood Hills
16. Breaking Up With God
17. Tonight's the Night
18. The Moment I Met You
19. Lilla Lady
20. Räddaren i nöden
21. Jag saknar oss
22. Running Scared
Disc 2
01. Judas
02. Mr. Saxobeat
03. Save the World
04. Lipstick
05. Vem dancar kuduro
06. S & M
07. Till the World Ends
08. Tonight (I'm F***in You)
09. Rabiosa (club Junkies radio remix)
10. Bon Bon
11. Who Dat Girl
12. Just Can't Get Enough
13. Blow
14. Beautiful People
15. Tonight
16. Hearts in the Air
17. Live Tonight (Gregory's Theme)
18. Händer i luft
19. Krafter
20. Wonderful
21. Was It I
22. Within My Heart
Hey, Ms. Red Carpet
She can autograph my pockets
Anytime, anyplace, anyway
I'll be looking at everybody else watchin'
I don't wanna be obnoxious
But this girl worth the gossip
Take it with a smile the tattoos now
Forever she very guardless

I imagine her topless
She might set off my rocket
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Three, two, one, on and poppin'
She mad, marketed
Attitude like we arguin'
With her by my side I bring glitter to my life
I should Twitter this is girl, she's sparkling

She ain't no rockstar
But she's got groupies
She ain't no actress
But she makes movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

She ain't got riches
But she's got fashion
She ain't a model
But camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

Hey, they wanna know my mamma's name
'Cause that where she get from
They ain't never shot her with silicon
Shawty is her and her she's the real one
Touch one, grab one, feel one
I wish she would'a told me that
Ain't nothing wrong bringing the old me back
Little mamma knows my body so trophy glass
She worth it, bring me some Chloe bags

Like damn, can I be yo police badge
Pull it up, get a little cozy and
Woman is sort'a like and oldie jam
Record some ssh on a playboy cam
She ain't no actress
The movie found my mattress
Rockstar, none of that practice
But she's got fanatics

She ain't no rockstar
But she's got groupies
She ain't no actress
But she makes movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

She ain't got riches
But she's got fashion
She ain't a model
But camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

Oh-whoa-whoa
Look at her go
I wanna know
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl, girl-girl-girl-girl
Oh-whoa-whoa (look at her, look at her, look at her go)
Look at her go (look at her, look at her, look at her go)
I wanna know (I wanna, I wanna, I wanna know)
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

She ain't no rockstar
But she's got groupies
She ain't no actress
But she makes movies
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl

She ain't got riches
But she's got fashion
She ain't a model
But camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl, who dat girl, who dat girl