SupportSupport
Black Summer Party: Best Of, Vol. 3
Disc 1
01. My Humps
02. It’s Like That
03. SOS
04. Candy Shop
05. Don’t Cha
06. Let’s Get Blown
07. Real Love
08. Dreams
09. Jesus Walks
10. Slow Down
11. Dip It Low
12. Country Grammar (Hot...)
13. Lean Back
14. Clap Back
15. Gimme the Light
16. No Letting Go
17. Move Ya Body
18. Hey Sexy Lady
19. Big City Life
20. Ding
Disc 2
01. So Sick
02. Happy Birthday
03. Family Affair
04. Just Be Good to Me
05. Pon de Replay
06. Lonely
07. Happy
08. Oh Boy
09. What Would You Do
10. Make Her Feel Good
11. The Truth
12. What’s Your Fantasy
13. I Shot the Sherrif
14. Loungin (Who Do You Love)
15. Slippin’
16. I Know You Got Soul
17. Me, Myself & I
18. Check Yourself
19. 100 Miles & Running
20. (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (to Party)
Boys and girls wanna hear a true story?
Saturday night I was at this real wild party
They had the liquor overflowing the cup
About 5 or 6 strippers trying to work for a buck
And I took one girl outside with me
Her name was Lonni, she went to junior high with me
I said, "Why you up in there dancing for cash?
I guess a whole a lot's changed since I seen you last."
She said

What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown
I ain't got a job now
So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life

Girl you ain't the only one with a baby
That's no excuse to be living all crazy
Then she looked me right square in the eye
And said every day I wake up hoping to die
She said-nigga I know about pain cause
Me and my sister ran away so my daddy couldn't rape us
Before I was a teenager
I been through more shit that you can't even relate to

What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown
I ain't got a job now
So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life

Hold up!
What would you do?
Get up on my feet and let go of every excuse
What would you do?
Cause I wouldn't want my baby to go through what I went through
Come on, what would you do?
Get up on my feet and stop making tired excuses
What would you do?
Girl, I know if my mother can do it, baby you can do it

What would you do if your son was at home
Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
Cause he's hungry
And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money
And his daddy's gone
Somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lockdown
I ain't got a job now
So for you this is just a good time, but for me this is what I call life