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Chiddy Bang - "Opposite Of Adults" (w/ Lyrics)

Artist: Chiddy Bang Song: Opposite Of Adults Album: The Preview Year: 2010 MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/chiddybang Facebook:   / chiddybang   'The Preview' Track Listing: 1. The Good Life 2. Truth 3. Opposite Of Adults 4. Here We Go (Feat. Q-Tip) 5. All Things Go 6. Nothing On We 7. Bad Day (Feat. Darwin Deez & Theodore Grams) 8. Old Ways Lyrics: Hey, yo', 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, Wonderbread we can toast So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with 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 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 isle, I need's 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 ya'll feel I got a flow that make a bitch do a cartwheel This is that good, just puff it and relax, bro And you could get it free, don't worry about the tax though And Xaphoon, thank you for the crack But I play a Ron Burgundy, I anchor on the track like what Hey, yo', 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, Wonderbread we can toast So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party I'm never growin' up Can I please get a little bit of knowledge Somebody tell Roth that I don't love college Because the real world's kind of like Real World And it's drama, so you are Svetlana And I'm just a rhymer, swimmin' in the water Trying to dodge the piranha, and fly to Bahamas Pretty little mama, Chiddy in the spot Where you at, pearl lady, show me what you got They say, "Why you rappin' for the kids for," I say 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 with you, don't let the kid hit you I'm the photo album Valletta has, big picture The rule is, the dude is, so up, so chuck, I'm a cool kid Hey, yo', 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, Wonderbread we can toast So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party I'm never growin' up Hey, yo', 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, Wonderbread we can toast So, fresh how we flow, everybody get their style from us Hey, yo', I once was a kid with the other little kids Now I'm rippin' up shows and them fans goin' wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry, this life is a party I'm never growin' up