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Chiddy Bang

"The Opposite Of Adults [KIDS]"

[Intro:]
Fresh Kid Z, Fresh Kid C (Yes Sir!), Fresh Kid P, Fresh Kid T
Oh yeah, we back. Oh it's Xaphoon by the way
Yeah, Jones!
Yeah, Chiddy Bang!
And we pretty much amazing
Can we hear your new song please?
I got you

[Chorus]
Ayo, I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo' problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up
Yeah I'm dope Wonder Bread 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

[Verse 1:]
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 I'll 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 a flow to make a bitch do a cartwheel
This is that good just pump 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 Bergundy - I anchor on the track like that

[Chorus]
I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up
Yeah I'm dope Wonder Bread 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

[Verse 2:]
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
Let me get with 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

[Chorus x2]
Ayo, I once was a kid all I had was a dream
Mo' money mo problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up
Yeah I'm dope Wonder Bread 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

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