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Opposite Of Adults Lyrics - The Swelly Express - Chiddy Bang

Aye yo 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 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 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 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 Xaphoone, thank you for the crack 

But I play a Ron Bergundy I anchor on the track like that 

 

Aye yo I once was a kid all I had was a dream 

Mo' money no problems, when I get it I'm a pile it up 

Now 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 with 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 

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 

 

Aye yo 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 

Now 'm dope wonder mm 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 with us 

Tell mommy I'm sorry 

This life is a party 

I'm never growing up 

 

Aye 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 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 with us 

Tell mommy I'm sorry 

This life is a party 

I'm never growing up 

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