Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Opposite Of Adults, artist - Chiddy Bang. Album song The Preview, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.09.2010
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Opposite Of Adults |
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 them fans going 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 touch to on all the pretty girls at recess |
I’m at my peak, yes, I won’t leave yet |
Serial style, cereal aisle, I 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 about 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 them fans going 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 |
'Cause the real world’s kinda like Real World |
And it’s drama, so you are Svetlana |
And I’m just a rhymer, swimming in the water |
Trying 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 rapping 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 Voletta has, B.I.G. |
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 them fans going wild with us |
Tell Mommy I’m sorry, this life is a party, I’m never growin' 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 them fans going wild with us |
Tell Mommy I’m sorry, this life is a party, I’m never growin' up |