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Love is all in my brain
Paper all in my plastic
Love is all in my brain
Paper all in my plastic

I need them big stacks
I eat a big mac
The smoke is fruity
Try to sue me cause I did that
I got a zip on, in every zip code
And I’ma trip though
I’m on my ish, bro
Stand up, stand up
Yeah I’m bout to get grands up
Lock it down, lock it down
And I got your mixes on handcuffs
But don’t judge me, they like to love me
Come from the hood, I need a house about the country
Yeah, that’s tasty, and I’m bout to get a cake like pastry
I see my vision I’m thinking it’s like HD
But no wonder my heart stuck on AC, yeah
I said we turned up and is it too loud
Mama call you home
We fin to move out, fly out, kencoon
Abu dabi, same doom
Ain’t about the money homie I don’t understand you
Late night, grip trashed, but the house crashed
Like it’s pretty damaged
One me, 2 hers, do the match, Chiddy sandwich

What’s happening, I’m a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I’ma need some napkins
…done got me in traffic, that’s when things get nasty
Dirty’s all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic
What’s happening, I’m a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I’ma need some napkins
…done got me in traffic, that’s when things get nasty
Dirty’s all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic

I need that cash fly, I need that nast that
I eat a sandwich out here, and pepper could you pass that
I’m bout to tat that, she got her backpack
I gotta have that, just call me papi chulo

Oh hey captain, fresh lil guy I’m …
Bout to go ham in the kitchen
Ham in the kitchen, somebody grab a pen
Yes sir could I have a hen
Nuts always to the bet of a plan
We fin to kill your browser man
And my swell on 10 000 grand
Adam Richman yeah homie that’s the perfect move
I’m the man, and all these rappers I’m versing fool
….stage one, close the curtain too
The grass is green and the earth is blue
So I’ma make green and get a blue whip
Yeah I be on my cool ish
That’s the Californian …by the pool ish
Stake’s off, roof griss, means that, too sick
Live show, new kit, vacate, don’t trip
We ain’t gonn slip

What’s happening, I’m a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I’ma need some napkins
…done got me in traffic, that’s when things get nasty
Dirty’s all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic
What’s happening, I’m a party captain
Pimping on a sandwich, I’ma need some napkins
…done got me in traffic, that’s when things get nasty
Dirty’s all in my brain, fin to get my paper and plastic.

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Bababababa
There is no one like me, travie!
Th-th-there is no one like me, (chiddy bang) like meee

Ma-ma-manners take a second look and youll see(and we pretty much amazing
There is no one like me x2 (mind your manners)

And all the peoples should be raising they glasses
Flow crazy celebrating the madness
I never thought i would deliver no classics
Then i hooked up with them and then deliver mo classics
Yeah i be keeping it true, hotel good as long as i could peep on the view
Like, like damn how high are we
You gotta gamble in this life charles barkley
I’m over protected, through the dopest of methods
Now my vocal perfected, this is audio breakfast
Yes so tell a hater heres the slammer
I know they hatin on us but mind your manners

Manners take a second look and youll see (and you’ll see!)
There is no one like me (like me!)
Th-th-there is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (mind your manners)

Ma-ma-manners you better reconsider (consider!) Cause you will never do better (do better!)
There is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (there is no one like me)

[travie mccoy]
….

Manners take a second look and youll see (and you’ll see!)
There is no one like me (like me!)
Th-th-there is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (mind your manners)

[ma-ma-ma-manners you better reconsider (consider!) Cause you will never do better (do better!)
Th-th-there is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (mind your manners, mind your manners)

(la la la la la la )
(see this is etiquette right here you know what i’m sayin?)
(mind your manners)
So say la la la
I arrived: voila, black-eyed i am
I surprise will.i. And i can’t rely
On another guy
I was caterpillared into a butterfly! (like me)
I’m livin in the moment
Why won’t you go and own it
And we don’t got the spirits
At least we could coron it
Order sake homie
I be sippin’ ty ku and you get the wrong number if i dont like you
Say im the man tell me why i gotta lie too?
Anybody im the best, girl let me advise you
Why? Because i’m feeling invincible
Junior high school i had a crush on the principal
I guess i was turned on by the leadership
Now we got the game wrapped up on some pita shit
So tell a hater here is a slammer (like me like me)
I know they hatin on us but mind your manners!

Manners take a second look and youll see (and you’ll see!)
There is no one like me (like me!)
Th-th-there is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (mind your manners)

[ma-ma-ma-manners you better reconsider (consider!) Cause you will never do better (do better!)
Th-th-there is no one like me, like me lalalala like me (mind your manners, mind your manners)

There is no one like me, like me (shouts)
Mind your manners
Mind your manners

We gon be here forever man
Chiddy ughh xaphoon sam
Pretty much till they kick me out the booth
And we pretty much amazing

Manners take a second look and you’ll see
There is no one like me (mind your manners)
Th-th-there is no one like me (yeah this is etiquette bitches)

Ma-ma-ma-manners you better reconsider cause you will never do better
There is no one like me, like me (mind your manners)
Manners take a second look and youll see there is no one like me (mind your manners!)
I’ll wait i’ll wait

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first of all, i could go hard with the worst of all
the best of all
bitch better add a couple zeros whenever checks involved
i’m going to set it off, in this fuckin’ house
you seen the information, you should know what we about
i swear, i’m the commercial
don’t try to change the channel, promise i’mma hurt you
gotta broadcast, so we all got grass
pretty girls with us and we all got ass
xaph say you don’t even got no pass
chiddy slow down, you’re going too fast
going too fast? they say chiddy, homie, you changed on me
i tell ‘em naw i just came up without a stain on me
and now i’m walkin’ like a pimp with a cane on me
and i don’t even got a chain on me, ha!

ridin’ on ‘em, vroom vroom
hotel, take ‘em back to the room, room
to the mats, an’ the bass goes boom, boom
to the mats, the bass goes boom, boom
not one, not two, not, not three zeros
add a couple more, then we can talk some more
funny how the dollar signs make you a hero
hero, hero, add a couple zeros
not one, not two, not, not three zeros
add a couple more, then we can talk some more
funny how the dollar signs make you a hero
hero, hero, add a couple zeros

hold up, wait a minute
let me put my pippin in it
wingman, pimpin’ in it
into phat shit, i’m dippin in it
you heard the beat, now murder these
it did not occur to me
that when i hopped up on a track
that shit would need surgery
certainly, if you gon’ talk about math, it had better be large
fresh shake up, bitch i’m steve harve
mouth to mouth cpr, girl resuscitate it
i don’t know how you got here but i’m glad you made it
and i’m rasta faded, success is medicinal
and yeah i’m evil, so i’m chiefing next to this ya know?
swell check, uh, like i got physical
i’m on my toes when the moment gets pimpin though, yeah

ridin’ on ‘em, vroom vroom
hotel, take ‘em back to the room, room
to the mats, an’ the bass goes boom, boom
to the mats, an’ the bass goes boom, boom
not one, not two, not, not three zeros
add a couple more, then we can talk some more
funny how the dollar signs make you a hero
hero, hero, add a couple zeros
not one, not two, not, not three zeros
add a couple more, then we can talk some more
funny how the dollar signs make you a hero
hero, hero, add a couple zeros

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Young kid tryna make that grown man dough
No navigation, but there’s nowhere that I can’t go
Shit, this beat not like cambo
And watch that Xampoo change up the tempo
We be in the car rollin’ crack a window
Shit you always feel good off the endo
And I made this for them Hollywood bimbos
And do I really need a mothafuckin’ intro?
Show up to the venue
The food is on the menu
And if it ain’t the menu, then by out what they sent you
They hook us up with sour
Performing in a hour
And gimme 23 more robby Jack Bauer
Hop in the line and we cut to the front
Then I proceed to have a shorty roll me a blunt
I say that if you’re swelly you can never be stopped
I’m in the kinda mood just to get whatever I want

It’s whatever we want
Now, we could do whatever we want, we could get whatever we want
It’s whatever we want
Now, we could do whatever we want, we could do whatever we want
It’s whatever we want

Whatever we want

We could do whatever we want, we could get whatever we want
It’s whatever we want

Give it here
Give it here
Give it here
Give it here
(Yea)
Give it here
(Yea)

I said who down to get drunk
Smelling through Mr. Le Pew
I gotta pound of that skunk
Yea and I think I could get anything that I want
Shorty she got a fatty I could see it from the front
The bottles is a must
The models should be touched
And if I get her tipsy she’ll be swallowing my nuts
She wasn’t around when I was following the bus
I don’t care if she down to do what I say without a fuss
Yea tonight could get a little outrageous
Me and my niggas just be picking our favorites
Yea, right off the ground I get her
Up for the evening and she down for whatever

It’s whatever we want
Now, we could do whatever we want, we could get whatever we want
It’s whatever we want
Now, we could do whatever we want, we could do whatever we want
It’s whatever we want

Whatever we want

We could do whatever we want, we could get whatever we want
It’s whatever we want

Give it here
Give it here
Give it here
Give it here
Give it here

Bad Boy Xaph
John Hill
Chiddy
Yea

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If you ever see me talking to myself
I’m just runnin’ through the words I have to say to you.
Is it over? Or is it too soon to tell?
I’m just, trying not to push myself away from you.

I know we arugin’, I know we fight a lot.
You always think I’m wrong, I think I’m right a lot.
And when you see me don’t I always make your day?
You frumpy-head but you can’t always have it your way.
She wanna hit the city, rippin’ the mall.
I always seen her be busy, she expecting my call.
The fast life could make us happy, it’s upsetting us all
Cause all the anniversaries, forgetting them all.
But don’t be mad love, I know it’s sad love.
It’s just pitiful, that’s that Brad love.
What happens when it all goes wrong?

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uh, yeah, 2012
we here forever though
go to places that they never go
i swear to god, man, they never show

yeah, uh, yeah
chiddy i was ?
focused on the game it gets
a little stressed for her son was over-spontaneous
focused on the change again, left school buttoned up
fresh few, i bet i probably end up with the brain again
superhero you could catch me in the radius
i'm peter parker and they doctor octavius
and could i get a bitch that's armenian, arabian
i'm goin' in nigga, man somebody call damien
cause his pops would be proud of what we just rolled up
that nigga chiddy at your school? man, hold up
and you wanna see me in a few girl?
just send a dm and then i might show up
chyeah, now that's swelly
somebody pass the juice now i'm mac velli
she tried to get my number to meet me up at the telly
i could give you my twitter, but i can't give you my celly
that's real rap, chyeah
and she just caught up in a loophole
told her i should introduce her to the new soul
and if you let me, i promise never neglect ya
know them niggas brought you down, but i'mma resurrect ya
as a matter of fact, we gon' do big things, what's the matter with that?
my cabbage is patched, grabbin' her back
she wanna smoke? you gotta match
yeah, that's terrific
should i be more specific?
and i be out in cali in the west, that's pacific
i got a couple bitches on that coast that i should visit
yeah, uh, in my spare time
just incorporated swell airlines
so we don't worry 'bout losses, so take a l, here
fuck it i'm the fresh prince of swell air
and life's a process, i'm just going through step one
poppa wasn't a rolling stone, my nigga i met one
of course it's him, jumped up in the water we were forced to swim
now i'm strokin' 'em all, breakfast orderin'
we're more than friends, a quarter, spend a hundred then we high
as we want it, i woke up this morning and got fly as i wanted
oh, the power of choice, uh
it get's paid by the hour, my voice
that's when we, that's when we book up
witness that's when we cook up
holla at me if ya hear me, yeah i got the hook up
team swell, if you don't know us you should look up
i got a jumping jack, but i prefer my kush ups
and it's looking up, we out to space
hear your wack flows and that shit is out of date
i swear this year we got a lot, boy, without a say
don't worry mama, i'm gon' show you how that prada tastes
we out of state, we gotta pay
situations we gotta make the best of it
so at the end, it's breakfast, grab a plate

(grab a plate, grab a plate, grab a plate, grab a plate)
dr. dough-man, philly
xaphoon jones, man
i'm so stupid
yeah

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We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell

Bitch we doing extra extra well
And my phone blowing up, I need a extra extra sell
You’re my outfit, ain’t that shit extra extra swell
It’s recess bitch we came here to ring bells
Look into the sky like could we ever be stars
I said bitch my flow raw like g star
And it’s no point in getting bread and copping 3 cards
They lightweight I’ma throw them off the seesaw
Grinding is daily…don’t fail me
And I’m still on my shit hope the weather…
We on it, so fuck your opponent
We die later and we just live in the moment
…fuck it, I’m zoning
Young Chiddy turn a verse into a masterpiece
Then I’ll fucking start a pie, I can let you have a piece
Everything you can be, 50′s in the pantry
Haters … like Stanley, damn me

We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
Extra well nigga

We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
If my album ever drop, I hope it extra extra sell
And every time you see me, yes oh yes oh I’m fresh as hell
And yes I be … bet you yes it’s gonna smell
Like a bunch of bomb fires on the mail
Wanna feel, I say a bunch of bomb fires on the mail, wanna feel
Like I’m far gone late gone, say that shit twice
So high up in the sky, just might say some shit twice nigga
And after staying clear, coming up was really hard
Niggas we was shooting dice in kindergarten
Now people taking pictures… really odd
Like I’m just like that man on Hollywood boulevard
I feel the whole world mine for the taking
Smoking on this plane and I got this all…
Feeling good I ain’t had this feeling in a while
…hotel, bad bitch with the titties out

We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
… yes I’m fresh as hell
We up in this bitch we doing extra extra well
Extra well nigga

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[Hook]
I’ll always be by your side
I’ll always be by your side

[Verse 1]
Yeah, this right here is for all of the chicks right here
That knew how to sing my shit right here
The love that I’m sharing you have no idea
And they are too swelly, all seem ready
“When you ‘gon come to my town already?”
Tell ‘em in no time, have to grow time
Last year I had loans with a co-sign
Honeys say, “Chiddy you are out of yo mind”
Once I get the green like it’s go time
And my outlook positive, pro time
But these niggas so soup like wontons
For the girls that be chillin’ all really
Smoke a little bit, they be feelin’ all silly
Bring ya tight shit, she a duchess
Tell her bring Dutches and she the one rollin’ on Philly
She a pothead, buy her own trees she got bread
We happy and we single and we colored
But, bang bang bang like Pop said
I could get that 2Pac bread, not dead
But tellin’ them girls to keep their head up
Know you got the nice ship, know you so fed-up
When I’m in your city I promise we might get up
So don’t trouble me, get two cars that’s double V’s
I’m in the hotel on the top floor
She come through and we’ll smoke double tree
Love will see
She comes first, then I arrive
Sunshine, this little light of mine
February 14th Valentine
And Chiddy always gon’ be by your side, by your side

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, she’s the leader of my fan club
So I show her damn love
It don’t really matter if she with you
She always gon’ show her man love
Lovin’ how she dress so nicely
And the shit she rock oh so pricey
Had to cut her man out cause he ain’t have swells
She sayin’ he was tryin’ to be like me
I said damn, damn, mini me’s
We deserve to get a Emmy please
So let me roll up my Vendi sleeves
While she roll up those Cali trees
She got all my cheese, that’s Chiddy merchandise
I gave her swelly shorts and she work ‘em right
Head to the back, head to the clouds
Although we keep it quiet, we blowin’ all out
Home-style raps just to make my mom proud
Please don’t turn me off, tell your friend we on now
We gone now, old school kickin’ in rolled chains
I tell her let me sign on
And then she tellin’ me “Go daddy” and then I log on
The domain, so vain
She could come aboard this motherfuckin’ Soul Train
And I spit the new shit, then you gettin’ stupid
When you give me your whole brain, oh mayne
I oblige, shorty come through when I arrive
I give her the feeling like when you high and dry
And I’mma always be by your side, by your side

[Hook]

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[intro x2]
(ray charles) ooh boy, open your eyes
a girl like me ain’t waitin’ all night
ooh boy, better think twice
i got that honey, that sugar, that spice (ray charles)

[verse 1]
yeah, hey yo i’m feelin’ like ray charles
i got my shades on, i don’t know where they are
you couldn’t find me even if you had a radar
and i spit rapidly akar
i make the music with the soul of a blind man
they be amazed how i get them ladies that cry, “yeah”
and they try to do it, but they’re blind to the fact
that they’re stuck in a trap and stayin’ right where they at
but i’m ray charles, miss a calls
talkin’ to my dime and i miss 8 calls
and i spit tough, bet you i’mma last great wall
i’m goin’ ape y’all, i’m the new ray charles
i don’t need no walking stick, my shit cost a grip
i get out the mouthwash if you talkin’ shit
and i can hear the evil, but i won’t see it
and if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[hook]
i got my black shades on, smokin’ ’til it’s numb
head to he sky, feelin’ so on
ray charles, i’m-i’m ray charles
ray charles, i’m-i’m ray charles
i got the black j’s on, dancin’ my the song
lookin’ so fly and i’m feelin’ so gone
ray charles, i’m-i’m ray charles
ray charles, i’m-i’m ray charles
ooh boy, open your eyes
a girl like me ain’t waitin’ all night
ooh boy, better think twice
i got that honey, that sugar, that spice

[verse 2]
and i think i’m preheated, oven
they hear me spit, they think they know me like they cousin
but it’s okay, we at the door that mean’s we’re buzzin’
now that’s mcdonald’s and baby i think i’m lovin’, it
but you know that size doesn’t fit
mc hammer with this shit, like why the fuck would i quit
let’s hire 40 people and get like 40 cars
and i wouldn’t even drive cause i would be ray charles
see us and say, “whattup?” like how the fuck is he talkin’
he don’t even trip, like how the fuck is he walkin’
i’m blind man, yeah, like the three blind mice
and them haters, i’mma throw it on ‘em
tell ‘em i don’t need no walkin’ stick, my shit costs a grip
i get out the mouthwash if you talkin’ shit
and i can hear the evil, but i won’t see it
and if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[hook x2]

[outro]
you’re too blind to see it (ray charles)

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this girl is so hot
it’s an emergency
let’s go girl straight to the crib

hear me click ok 911
i am looking for a chick i am gonna find me some
time has come she has got a gold medal
i see you in your high heel shoes stilettos
tell me where you go mommy keep a bad chick that’s right for some
and i smoke tree so please don’t loud me
what i mean is what i said take a few high …
case your body so good run my .. so good
seen a video she is a real like … run in a fast lane she might …
clap man you can .. like .. but you got to be willing

so take a sip of this
you know it’s real good
move your body know it feels good
turn your … i know they like that … i will be right back
emergency
emergency
emergency
emergency

we get it all so go dance
i had to be in and out of her pants
shorty wanna roll with me with no man
back to the program spend it out shorty bend it out
hey yo can we get into the house
emergency are you hearing me
and shorty on fire and a third degree
she like me we like trees and rain on it
.. she know it to keep a clean white
said i got to keep it .. like …go girl you can get it if she like me
we like .. we said we need id but really do you head it to the vip
more money more problems .. get it how you live in the vip

chorus
so take a sip of this
you know it’s real good
move your body know it feels good
turn your … i know they like that … i will be right back
emergency
emergency
emergency
emergency

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[Intro x2]
(Ray Charles) Ooh boy, open your eyes
A girl like me ain’t waitin’ all night
Ooh boy, better think twice
I got that honey, that sugar, that spice (Ray Charles)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hey yo I’m feelin’ like Ray Charles
I got my shades on, I don’t know where they are
You couldn’t find me even if you had a radar
And I spit rapidly AKAR
I make the music with the soul of a blind man
They be amazed how I get them ladies that cry, “yeah”
And they try to do it, but they’re blind to the fact
That they’re stuck in a trap and stayin’ right where they at
But I’m Ray Charles, Miss A calls
Talkin’ to my dime and I miss 8 calls
And I spit tough, bet you I’mma last Great Wall
I’m goin’ ape y’all, I’m the new Ray Charles
I don’t need no walking stick, my shit cost a grip
I get out the mouthwash if you talkin’ shit
And I can hear the evil, but I won’t see it
And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[Hook]
I got my black shades on, smokin’ ’til it’s numb
Head to he sky, feelin’ so on
Ray Charles, I’m-I’m Ray Charles
Ray Charles, I’m-I’m Ray Charles
I got the black J’s on, dancin’ my the song
Lookin’ so fly and I’m feelin’ so gone
Ray Charles, I’m-I’m Ray Charles
Ray Charles, I’m-I’m Ray Charles
Ooh boy, open your eyes
A girl like me ain’t waitin’ all night
Ooh boy, better think twice
I got that honey, that sugar, that spice

[Verse 2]
And I think I’m preheated, oven
They hear me spit, they think they know me like they cousin
But it’s okay, we at the door that mean’s we’re buzzin’
Now that’s McDonald’s and baby I think I’m lovin’, it
But you know that size doesn’t fit
MC Hammer with this shit, like why the fuck would I quit
Let’s hire 40 people and get like 40 cars
And I wouldn’t even drive cause I would be Ray Charles
See us and say, “Whattup?” like how the fuck is he talkin’
He don’t even trip, like how the fuck is he walkin’
I’m blind man, yeah, like the Three Blind Mice
And them haters, I’mma throw it on ‘em
Tell ‘em I don’t need no walkin’ stick, my shit costs a grip
I get out the mouthwash if you talkin’ shit
And I can hear the evil, but I won’t see it
And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[Hook x2]

[Outro]
You’re too blind to see it (Ray Charles)

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buildings come crumbling
right to the ground
and i can’t help noticing
when i’m looking around
when i’m looking around

windows can’t see in ‘em
to let me lies
we won’t be taking it
look ‘em right in the eyes
look ‘em right in the eyes

oh, if i had my way
i’d throw everything away
i’d draw it all up again
keep walking with me

oh, if i had my way
i’d give everything i have
to make everything okay
sing it with me

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
fuse blow up like dynamite
and the children keep on singing, singing

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
innocence like flying kites
and the children keep on singing, singing

walking down penny lane
walk, walk of gold
follow the rainbow
to the end of the road
to the end of the road

still got me nothing
nothing but road
they say ‘it’s funny’
i’m not getting the joke
i’m not getting the joke

oh, if i had my way
i’d throw everything away
i’d draw it all up again
keep walking with me

oh, if i had my way
i’d give everything i have

to make everything okay

sing it with me

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
fuse blow up like dynamite
and the children keep on singing, singing

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
innocence like flying kites
and the children keep on singing, singing

[chiddy]
chid, miss v.v. brown
i’ll hold you down

watching the tv, man, kids just want to be famous
and be a big star, rather be known than be nameless
if i had my away, i’d draw it all up again
can’t take a loss, we must stood up and win
momma was hurting and she couldn’t spend a penny more
but why nobody have real dreams anymore
forget the issues and worries this is something about
supporting optimistic dreams when it’s crumbling down

sing it with me

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
fuse blow up like dynamite
and the children keep on singing, singing

darkness falls and kills the light
don’t surrender, be alright
innocence like flying kites
and the children keep on singing, singing

and the children keep on singing, singing (x2)

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big sean:

i don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
cause right now it's all, irrelevant
i'm so high i won't, remember it
and i wish that this could last forever
but maybe one night is even better
real nigga mayne
all the people plotted with
is the same ones i'm dividin' the profits with
now i'm in the building like two planes bitch
kickin' it with my shirt off, on some liu kang shit
sleep with the sun up like i grew fangs bitch
i come alive in the night, on some bruce wayne shit
livin' my life, gettin' high payments
fuckin' with some new broads and they high maintenance
and they wearin' high heels, trip so we're high heels
tipsy and high, rollin' zips, gettin' high man errthang' high

high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
it's time to go, go

{verse 2}

i don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
cause right now it's all, irrelevant
i'm so high i won't, remember it
cause' the penthouse 90 floors up
make love andthen join the mile high club
yeah i'm on camera, fresh out of a sex scene
i just turn all my nightmares into wet dreams
i'm in a new crib, so big, i'm talkin' town size
sippin' somethin' cold, smokin' weed by the pound size
yeah i gotta big head ho, i think it's crown size
bitch i do it big, and i never plan to down size
people who talk shit, is feelin' like dickheads
saw me on the web like i had a extra six legs
lookin' at my highlights
with a bitch with highlights
crowd wavin' at me, all tryna' say hi right
everything high

high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
it's time to go, go

{wiz khalifa}

if you roll one up, i'mma roll one too
oh you sayin' you don't smoke ?
well that's all that we do
you be up in the club
i be up in the clouds
ohhh, don't gotta ask me if i burn enough cause' we don't run out
blow it by the o, even my fans smoke it
cause' they throw it at my shows
hidin' it when i travel in case the police gotta know
rollin' it up in traffic
make you smoke out of a bong, put you on different hashes
my chick is the baddest, my spliff is the fattest
i'm livin' so lavish
gotta patch a lil kid tryna' get at this cabbage
my pinky ring a v8, i filled it with carrots
i'm popeye with spinach, till' the day i die i'm gettin' high

high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
it's time to go, go

i don't give a fuck about anything, that you're telling me
cause right now it's all, irrelevant
i'm so high i won't

{chiddy bang}

i'm fly, my . . . on priceline
truthfully i want this shit to last a lifetime
simply amazing, we blazin' while we just right rhymes
cold flow, ice time, breakin' down bright pines
enough with all the beefin' i'm over it
outta town kush, but they smokin' that local shit
i always knew that i would be the man
they ride the greyhound, but i'm more a peter pan, we the fam
off the scale, yeah we about to break the richter quick
loud years, work a thousand words we should picture shit
when i come to smokin' we have a certificate
i know them haters is wishin' we fakin', licorice
fuck it we up, my niggas strong, give me another l
i need a high class chich that i might travel well
she familiar with fendi, comfortable in the chanel
and you errthang' high when you livin' swell

high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
errthang' high, high, high, high, high, high
it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go, it's time to go
it's time to go, go

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[Verse - Chiddy Bang]
This is my Guinness flow I’m going for the world record
And after that I got the plan to see your girl naked
Winners rod: MTV I could get a show
So I could showcase all the talents of my bigger bro
And I’m just ? after everyone who follows me
Said I couldn’t do it, shit, I accept your apology
They love you when you on, that’s just human psychology
I be number one: how’s that for numerology?
And I don’t even know what I be saying, I be playing
This graffiti shit I’m spraying is the art I’m displaying
And trust me I’ll be fine as long as the shorty play it
You could pass me the ?
Never fall I’m athletic ball-time
Guinness told me I got the longest flow of all time
I was warpped in the straight celly, don’t call mine
You know I got that Guinness flow

[Hook - Chiddy Bang]
Guinness flow, Guinness flow
Guinness flow, i say Guinness flow
Like my nigga Chip said, we in this ho
Guinness flow, Guinness flow
Guinness flow, i say Guinness flow
Like my nigga Chip said, we in this ho

[Verse 2 - Chiddy Bang]
How could you rap for all 9 without failure?
And I respond I was smoking in the trailer
I’m a G, king of like the Benz wagon G
Smoke rabbit meat, I be higher than ?
I’m at its peak, doing here, we don’t even need sessions
Representative telling me I got three seconds
Can’t stop rapping or I be disqualified
Make the mic alive, we personified
And I’mma try. Yeah, I admit it, I’m kinda high
They try to sell me a product I ain’t tryna buy
Rapper: you should die reading Catcher in the Rye
Yeah I think like McDonalds: I gotta be superfry
Horseback riding: shorty, she could straddle me
Yeah, young chidds before I finish though
Let me go ahead and hit em with the Guinness Flow

[Hook - Chiddy Bang]
Guinness flow, Guinness flow
Guinness flow, i say Guinness flow
Like my nigga Chip said, we in this ho
Guinness flow, Guinness flow
Guinness flow, i say Guinness flow
Like my nigga Chip said, we in this ho

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[verse 1: chiddy]

it's not the same now
we done came 'round
and turned this music shit into another playground
and they some babies like huey
bars like a chewy
long as life's a movie i'll be addicted to louie, yeah
to all the haters and traitors i need a podium
benedicts, tell these arnolds hey, nickelodeon
special with decimals i'm tryn'a get my point across
say they love me then they flip sides like a coin toss
which one... heads or tails?
the way i kill shit, i should be alleged with jail
i'm on a ledge and still about math, parabola
legendary shit, wrote raps in my brother's attic
bro, back when they used to laugh at ya
cause your parents from africa
president, but you can't assassinate my character
yeah, so check the fahrenheit these days
and stay hydrated, welcome to the heat wave

[hook: chiddy along with hook from "heatwave"]

uh, yeah, it's like a heat wave
there ain't a place we ain't been to these days
yeah, uh, it's like a heat wave
how we do it make it look so easy

[verse 2: mac miller]

ayo, this right here a heat wave
keep it on the replay
still we droppin' bombs on these records, call it d-day
yeah i've heard what he say, thinkin' i ain't shit though
got these fools pissed like they just stubbed their big toe
all i do is give, though
in every single zip code
the walls closing in right now, you're just a window
homie, i'm the door from the ceiling to the floor
when i spit my verse these rappers ain't rapping anymore
and that's for sure, sorry to get cocky
iller than you, and everybody in your posse
homie, i'm probably chilling with some punani
hotter than this wasabi
pittsburgh boy, sidney crosby
smoke veggies no casey, no broccoli
tell your girl if she could please stop calling me, she buggin'
i need to put her on lock
tired of fucking that bitch, so i put her on top

[hook: chiddy along with hook from "heatwave"]

uh, yeah, it's like a heat wave
there ain't a place we ain't been to these days
yeah, uh, it's like a heat wave
how we do it make it look so easy

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put your hands up (repeat)
young .. i am kicking to the …
.. i am about to touch .. my window is full
i swear to god i just put it on a .. list
.. i am almost sipping on the speaker
.. i am gonna say it
hold up hold up
i ain’t even .. i am gonna keep spitting
hold up hold up
i am down with it cause when it comes to rap i am …

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Rebel : Chiddy Bang

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drow has it and peers, … meet me at the peers
the flow cunning edge all i'm missing is some cheers
i got the game mirrored and it's closer than a pierce
and most of you are local to you artists step in here
wow, … flow hocus pocus, you playing bing round and then we're flying like the lotus
i'm an energizer, an enterpriser as know the real bit's on the synthesizer
ok, god, you wanna play god, it's always sunny in philly they see some great skies
thank the love for my precious like i was baptized
got the blackest thought shout to my reptize, yeah
and it's the flow for the stadium, ..they call me …, you probably heard me on radio one
this my claws, connected like coordinates, we are not the same homie, you are my subordinate

you know it ain't go, no i don't think so, you got a red light to your head that's why you think slow
every action flow, another level well, and if you're feeling me then let me ...your level...
cause he's a rebel

shout to the labels that doubted me, now they out for me married to this shit
now i feel like i need a gallery
purple plains that we had ...smell of flowers be crushing the competition
cause cowardice is cowardly i'm moving on son, now i'm the bomb son
if you don't like me then you probably on the wrong one
and miss the music that be dying in here, was the africa but i never seen the lions and bears
now i'm riding them where, and i'm flying the car, my life is ...when you said i wasn't a star
i be collecting and rapping these artists are so upsetting
...flow, i rush day all get to stepping,
oh, feel like i'm good but the sun is evil, flow shit like adam sandler … funny people
and i should carry needles, cause they cut too lethal
and i'm after my bars, you're just an …

you know it ain't go, no i don't think so, you got a red light to your head that's why you think slow
every action flow, another level well, and if you're feeling me then let me ...your level...
cause he's a rebel.

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The Good Life : Chiddy Bang

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CHORUS:
Man I’m looking for the good life
Something that you can’t imagine
It’s something you don’t know
Man I’m looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

VERSE 1:
Man I gotta be fresh and I gotta be ill
We locate from the jungle where it’s killed or be killed
And I’mma get mine, don’t care how you feel
In an artificial world where nothing is real
We searching for wild for something that’s greater
And hopefully I’ll make it there sooner or later
Remember I was younger and I didn’t have a thing
And then I had a dream they call Martin Luther King
I’m swelly on top for the world it seems
Cash rules everything around me get C.R.E.A.M.
Good morning, to my haters all I say is good night
They ask me what I’m looking for, I need a good life
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CHORUS:
Man I’m looking for the good life
Something that you can’t imagine
It’s something you don’t know
Man I’m looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

VERSE 2:
I bet you know now if you didn’t know then
I step into the booth and it’s time to go in
And P got the bass turned up the low end
And this is that soul for the big oh ten
I never thought that I would be a man in the game
I brush off my shirt where there used to be a stain
I came a long way where I wasn’t so fly
Made music like Kweli just to get by
I never had a job, but that couldn’t stop him
Cause now I get paid and I never clock in
And I will never stumble, fall, or take a pay cut
I’m in that elevator and I’m on my way up

CHORUS:
Man I’m looking for the good life
Something that you can’t imagine
It’s something you don’t know
Man I’m looking for the good life
Baby girl I got a ticket, do you wanna go?
Swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly, swelly I call
And we could have a good night
Show me that you got some good sense
Show me what you know
Make your trunk go
Make your make your trunk go
Make make make make make make your trunk go

Opposite Of Adult : Chiddy Bang
Opposite Of Adults is a 2010 single by American alternative hip hop band band Chiddy Bang. It was released in the United Kingdom on 21 February 2010 and in the United States on April 20, 2010. The song samples Kids by MGMT. It peaked at #12 on UK Singles Chart.
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I once was a kid all I had was a dream
mo money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I’m dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I’m whippin’ up shows and ‘em fans goin’ wild wid us
Tell mummy 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 touch on all the pretty girls at recess
I’m at my peak yes, I won’t leave yet
Serial style, cereal aisle need checked
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 pop it and relax bro
And you can get it free don’t worry ’bout the tax though
Is that fool, thank you for the crack
But I play a Ron Burgundy I anchor on the track like that

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo’ money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I’m dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I’m whippin’ up shows and ‘em fans goin’ wild wid us
Tell mummy 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 watch 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
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

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo’ money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I’m dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I’m whippin’ up shows and ‘em fans goin’ wild wid us
Tell mummy I’m sorry
This life is a party
I’m never growing up

I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo’ money mo problems, when I get it imma pile it up
Yeah I’m dope wonderbread we can toast
So fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us
I once was a kid with the other little kids
Now I’m whippin’ up shows and ‘em fans goin’ wild wid us
Tell mummy I’m sorry
This life is a party
I’m never growing up

Song Information

Released: February 21, 2010
Genre: Alternative hip hop
Length: 3:11
Label: EMI
Producer: Xaphoon Jones