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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
Put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me
We goin' way past quarter to three
(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP
I got my hammer right here with me
(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks
You gotta learn to respect the jux
(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame
And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car (we came to party)
You go tough talkin' at me
You gon' leave out the club with a scar (we came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free
'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (we came to party)
You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me
I'm a G, take a look at a star (we came to party)

It feels so good to live sucka free
I'm soakin' it all up while your girl's suckin' me
It mean the world to her, it's nuttin' but a nut to me
Look miss, get a grip or let a motherfucker be

I'm a rap star, who 'posed to be ridin' around in that car
Two in the front, in the back got the plasma
This ain't a free ride, you gotta have the gas ma
I wouldn't buy a chick a pump that got asthma
And I'm busy so I move a bit faster
You can't tell me yes if I don't ask ya, huh

I'm a bastard, damn near chauvinist, hand over the plastic
'Cause they wanna see ya man go in the casket
Rule number one, keep ya gun or get ya ass hit
And that's it, lights off and ya body stiff
By the same niggas you used to party with

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me
We goin' way past quarter to three
(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP
I got my hammer right here with me
(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks
You gotta learn to respect the jux
(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame
And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car (we came to party)
You go tough talkin' at me
You gon' leave out the club with a scar (we came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free
'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (we came to party)
You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me
I'm a G, take a look at a star (we came to party)

Yeah
I cruise through the strip, 22's on the whip, new Ruger on the hip
Thousand dollar outfit, never stooge, never slip
Follow rules or get whipped, nigga move or get hit
I don't care who's on the strip
It ain't only the Ferrari now, the jewels got 'em sick
Now it's 2006, I need a new bottom miss
It's a'ight, they can talk, I'm amused by the pricks
I'm the news out the bricks, nigga, who's hot as this?
I bet the mansion and the swimming pool got 'em pissed
I ain't a cuddler, I fuck the drool outta chick

My niggas ice-grill, but it ain't the same
They don't see the faces, they just see the chains like
Ooh when ya get 'em, they don't know you with me
They probably think the bouncers at the front door frisk me
This regular shit, the everyday mentality
They charged up, don't make me put in the battery

Hands up! Shorty, when you party with me
We goin' way past quarter to three
(I say hands up!) I'm good in the VIP
I got my hammer right here with me
(I say hands up!) You know when you party with crooks
You gotta learn to respect the jux
(I say hands up!) Everything ain't cool as the fame
And this shit ain't as sweet as it looks (I say hands up!)

You know I'm puttin' something on me
Right before I leave outta the car (we came to party)
You go tough talkin' at me
You gon' leave out the club with a scar (we came to party)
We pop bottles like it's all free
'Fore I leave, I'ma buy out the bar (we came to party)
You gon' order whatchu want, it's on me
I'm a G, take a look at a star (we came to party)

Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up
Put 'em up
Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up