Lyrics:
[Backstreet Boys]
You see war is not the answer
[Nona Gaye/Backstreet Boys]
For only love can conquer hate
[Christina Aguilera]
You know we've got to find
lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys (Brian):
You see war is not the answer
Nona Gaye
how to treat em'
She don't trust men, got so many reasons (Hit-Boy)
Got the Monte Carlo in the driveway
Foot to the floor on the highway
Got
hair
Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
Downtown,
niggas used to sell dope, they was Backstreet Boys
Cops land 'em on the pavement, now they black street boys
Pins, trays, suits, how I'm mobbing
Yeah Yeah
We are on fire
We have desires
But one is that way
One Backstreet Boy is gay
But we don't want to be mean
Since now hes a queen
Don't ask
nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why,
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
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Backstreet Boys - I Want It That Way
Veloce per fare slide, bye
Backstreet Boys tell me why, why?
Switch, mood si rigira
Stare easy è il lavoro della mia vita
Faccio la mia K come Wiz Khalifa
extreme backstreet boys
Flexin pepsi e joint
Jane e jesse noi
Corro Messi McQueen
Cambio il lessico
Scappo in Messico
Rari bentley royce
Gol van Nistelrooij
And how you tell that boy go slide know it ain't in 'em
We got the backstreet really lit the other side ain't on shit
Think because I moved up out the city
the struggle
They don't understand that struggle can be scary
Bottom of the stairs, you run out the fire exit
Backstreet boy, you don't wanna get arrested
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
Movin’ down the backstreet in my whip
And my gang ain’t never switch nah
Aye
Moving down the backstreet in my whip
And my gang ain’t never switch uh
It's a real Skully World when them killers come through We gon' show you what it is, and show you what it do
We the real hop out boys, we ain't
on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity"
Then gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king
on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity"
Then gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king
on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity"
Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king
Let's party
Imagine the Backstreet Boys here with the Neptunes
Call it the rec room, play time now, holla
Pusha be one if you follow, slo' mow,
(Aye this muthafucka a hit Sy on god)
Know some niggas that trap on the backstreet
Know some niggas that trap on the backstreet
Early morning we
jak backstreet
Za mnou sú pretyy boys backstreet
Robíme hudbu pre všekých (Yeau)
Robíme hudbu pre všekých
Zabudol som text lebo som zmrd
Nepriravil som
pimpin'
Giuseppe Zanotti, I cop by the 50, yeah
I work the backstreets in all of the cities
Yes, I paid for her thighs, lips, ass, and her titties, yeah
I was so dumb at the bottom
Raising blood im muddy
Take a knife and it cut me
I will bleed in the backstreet
Many flashlights they on me
I do not
Yo
Ikoyi breed
Ward b Golds yeah
Backstreet gang
Trap disease (yeah)
Call me four four thank me later, let's go
Jen jaiye yi lowkey
Swerving in
knew that I didn't know
She'd smile and say, "boy, make it up as you go"
The two of us in the backseat
Lights off on a backstreet
I showed her
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