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Black Summer Party: Best Of, Vol. 7
Disc 1
01. Wavin’ Flag
02. Te Amo
03. 3 Words
04. Break Your Heart
05. Rock That Body
06. In My Head
07. Morning After Dark
08. We Dance On
09. Monday Morning
10. Replay
11. I Like
12. Bottle Pop
13. Girls, Girls, Girls
14. Miss Independent
15. Be Without You
16. Walkin’ on the Moon
17. Do You Remember
18. Maneater
19. Now You See It
20. Memories
21. Alors on danse
Disc 2
01. Telephone
02. Tik Tok
03. Acapella
04. Bad Boys
05. Opposite of Adults
06. Love Sex Magic
07. Run It!
08. Try Again
09. Best I Ever Had
10. London Bridge
11. Phenomenon
12. Fantastic
13. Jai Ho! (You Are My Destiny)
14. Move Ya Body
15. Mas que nada
16. As We Enter
17. Ghetto Gospel
18. Oh Africa
19. It No Pretty
20. Somma im Kiez
21. Der Himmel soll warten
Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

Remember the first time we met
You was at the mall with your friend
I was scared to approach ya
But then you came closer
Hopin' you will give me a chance

Who would have ever knew
That we would ever be more than friends
We're real worldwide, breaking all the rules
She like a song played again and again

(That girl) like something off a poster
(That girl) is a dime they say
(That girl) is the gun to my holster
She's running through my mind all day, ay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

See you been all around the globe
Not once did you leave my mind
We talk on the phone, from night 'til the morn
Girl, you really change my life

Doing things I never do
I'm in the kitchen cooking things she likes
We're real worldwide, breaking all the rules
Someday I wanna make you my wife

(That girl) like something off a poster
(That girl) is a dime they say
(That girl) is the gun to my holster
She's running through my mind all day, ay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come, baby girl, let's sing with me, ay

I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come, baby girl, let's sing with me, ay

Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na
Shawty got me singing
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na na
Now she got me singing

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay

Shawty's like a melody in my head that I can't keep out
Got me singin' like
Na na na na everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay