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Black Summer Party: Best Of, Vol. 4
Disc 1
01. The Sweet Escape
02. Give It to Me
03. Because of You
04. Promiscuous
05. Ridin’
06. Smack That
07. Buttons
08. You Know I’m No Good
09. It’s Okay (One Blood)
10. Chain Hang Low
11. That’s That Shit
12. Like a Boy
13. Window Shopper
14. Touch It
15. Put It Down
16. Fergalicious
17. Boogie 2nite
18. Hit Me Up
19. Hip Hop Is Dead
20. Louder
Disc 2
01. Unfaithful
02. Save Room
03. Anonymous
04. Rush the Floor
05. Say I
06. Hands Up
07. No Diggity
08. The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)
09. E.I.
10. Area Codes
11. Joints & Jam
12. Mr. Wendal
13. My Band
14. Guilty Conscience
15. Gin and Juice
16. Wanted Dead or Alive
17. Mama Said Knock You Out
18. O.P.P.
19. Push It
Shady!
Konvict!
Upfront!
Akon!
Slim Shady!
I see the one
Could she be that lady?
Hey!

I feel you creepin', I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae-bo
And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that, 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh

Upfront style ready to attack now
Pull in tha parkin' lot slow wit' tha 'Lac down
Konvict's got tha whole thing packed now
Step in tha club, the wardrobe intact now

I feel it down and cracked now
Ooh, I see a doll at back now!
I'ma call her, then I put the Mack down
Money no problem, pocket full of that now!

I feel you creepin', I can see it from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo?
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae-bo?
And possibly bend you over?

Look back and watch me
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that, 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh

Oh, looks like another club banger
They better hang on
When they throw this thing on
Get a little drink on
They gonna flip for this Akon shit
You can bank on it!

Pedicure, manicure, kitty-cat claws
The way she climbs up and down them poles
Looking like one of them Putty-Cat Dolls
Tryin' to hold my woody back through my drawers

Steps off-stage, didn't think I saw
Creeps up behind me, and she's like, "Yo!"
I'm like, "Ya, I know! Let's cut to the chase
No time to waste, back to my place
Plus from the club to the crib's like a mile away
Or more like a palace, shall I say?
And plus, I got a pal If your gal is game
In fact, he's the one singin' the song that's playin'!"
(Akon!)

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae-bo
And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh

Eminem's rollin', D' n' 'em rollin'
'Bou and all marvelous them rollin'
And women just hoein', big booty rollin'
Soon I'll be all in them and throwin' D
Hittin' no less than three
Block wheel style like, "Whee!"
Girl, I can tell you want me 'cause lately

I feel you creepin', I can see you from my shadow
Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo
Maybe go to my place and just kick it like Tae-bo
And possibly bend you over

Look back and watch me
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh
Smack that all on the floor
Smack that, give me some more
Smack that 'til you get sore
Smack that, oh-oh