Lyrics:
hangin with them boys that came from backstreet
We don't do no tippie toe my soldier step on mad feet
On and off the court my brodie shoot like he
eyes
Dazed as I sit back and watch the channel two news
Watchin his family goin through all the boo-hoos
You lose, like an Ill Street, the Blues are
for life and she's shaking them ass cheeks
I'm Douglas, I came from the backstreet
One man boy band, Backstreet
I'm a rockstar like Prince
A real
the world
See, when it comes to pickin'
All the girls were cruisin'
Am i right?
All I need is hello, hello.
I'm not too young, I'm not too young.
all bury
My conscious tends to be plagued by money and hunger pains
Nothing left to my name so I pitch to niggas outside
Hedonist night walker, hopin'
Used to rap at kick backs
And now I take ya girl
Cause I can flex without a six pack
Boy I’m on some whole other time
While yall be blowing
I said I had a brother in the Backstreet Boys
So everyone screamed
Hey is this some kinda trick
Yea, which one is he?
The blonde one, Nick
Duke
Don't be handin' me them bullshit, soldier stories, I make noise
You fuckin' with the original Backstreet Boys
(Billy)
That's the nigga name,
hand cock it back and bang it
Badness talk, but are you really badness
White as chalk got a bitch like Candace
Main Street bait so it's backstreet
girl all you gotta do is ask me
I be wit' them killas' they dem' boys but they ain't backstreet
I get to the chicken like a nigga work at Xaxbys
I'll
all baby
Aaron Carter dot com
See when it comes to girls
I'm not too young
Baby take back up on the seat
But when I get in trouble
Hey, I'm not
Right now I’m so up right now I’m wah
I’m pushing P, perseverance
Y’all going to see when the year ends
I’m tryna smash so I copped her some earrings
to the monster I made you
I'll be damned if I run away, I'd much rather save you
You got your Jordan's on
Your sweatpants on
Your workout song from Backstreet Boys
Inside of my heart
Keep it all in, it'll tear me apart
Know the backstreets well
I found the end of the road
I met a self made man
There was somethin cold
They're gonna have to pay me in cash for this one
I'm at war when I'm in backstreets
I keep a bible on the dash
To catch the Devil in the back
So make room next to your little Backstreet poster
'Cause Bow Wow's here and it's over, ya heard?
I'm this, I'm that, I'm all of the above
In
P
For your bitch she leave with me
I was doing donuts from the Backstreet
We had athletes back there
It's a track meet in the backseat
We got athletes
gonna say
Bye bye to me like backstreet
Cause I can put my feelings
In the back seat
I'm so real that
They stare right at me
I think I'm acting now
Hoping
on a go route now, but I do all patterns
I'm with your ho right now, and she's a tall glass
I'm a can full of whoop-yo-ass
A little .40 in a booking bag
the time, and I just wanna shout,
I get so troubled by my purpose; what's it all about?
Got no time for fake friends, please, keep it real
They said "cheques
the good times roll, tell 'em Dre
(It ain't nuttin' but music)
Eminem doesn't like N'Sync, well I do
So fuck him and the Backstreet Boys too (yeah, I
right hand
8o, E and me, a grandslam
Waiting on CDP like it's Carter 5
Cuttin' nigga's off like a dotted line
And I really do what I say
And you really
roll one for you but this one's just for me
I cut some corners by myself 'cause I don't need a crowd (crowd)
All I need is a lighter and a pack of loud
Chop chop (chop chop)
Yeah I'm back on da block (on da block)
Chill like that shyt dem nigga's cook up and rock (cook up and rock)
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