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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
Fresh Kid Z, fresh kid C (yazah) fresh kid P, fresh kid T (oh yeah, we back)
Oh, and Xaphoon by the way (yeah, Jones)
(Yeah, Chiddy Bang and we pretty much amazing)
Can we hear your new song please? (I got you)

Ayo, I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it, I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope, wonder-bread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Ayo, I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wit' us
Tell mommy, I'm sorry
This life is a party

Remember you was a kid
Reminisce days of the innocence
Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me in the images
Follow me, follow me, I'm the leader
And when I park cars I don't pay for the meter
I remember, I was younger as a kid, it was the best
I used to touch on all the pretty girls at recess
I'm at my peak yes, I won't leave yet
Serial style, cereal aisle need chex

I can make these rappers run like a hard drill
Rock band show you how the guitar feel
And I could care less how y'all feel
I got the flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel
This is that good just puff it and relax, bro
And you can get it free, don't worry 'bout the tax though
And Xaphoon, thank you for the crack
But I play a Ron Burgundy, I anchor on the track like that

Ayo, I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it, I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope wonder-bread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Ayo, I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wit' us
Tell mommy I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up

Can I please get a little bit of knowledge
Somebody tell Roth that I don't love college
'Cause the real world's kinda like Real World
And it's drama, so you are Svetlana, and I'm just a rhymer
Swimmin' in the water tryin' to dodge the piranhas and fly to Bahamas
Pretty little momma, Chiddy in the spot
Where you at pretty lady, show me what you got

They say, "why you rappin' for the kids for?"
I said, "my clothes come fitted, the lids store"
This summer, you can catch me on a big tour
I'm high grade, I think they need to quiz more
And let me get wit ya, don't let the kid hit ya
I'm the photo album Valletta has, big picture
The rule is, the dude is, so up, so chuck, I'm a cool kid

Ayo, I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money. mo' problems, when I get it, I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope wonder-bread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Ayo, I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wit' us
Tell mommy, I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up

Ayo, I once was a kid, all I had was a dream
Mo' money, mo' problems, when I get it, I'ma pile it up
Now I'm dope wonder-bread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
Ayo, I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I'm rippin' up shows and 'em fans goin' wild wit' us
Tell mommy I'm sorry
This life is a party
I'm never growing up