Lyrics:
me, baby
I've been goin' half-crazy for your love
And I was told that the sex, better than drugs
Then get addicted (addicted), boy, listen (listen)
the window down
You see the police harass me
Dip through the backstreet
Why don't you get at me
I guess judgement day will come, your honor
Under or above
the back in my Maybach truck
Can you fuck it up?
Want me to be your Backstreet Boy, girl, let's get in sync
You don't wanna know what you need, locked
me, baby
I've been goin' half-crazy for your love
And I was told that the sex, better than drugs
Then get addicted (addicted), boy, listen (listen)
planetary intergalactic
I get knocked down, but I get up again,
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna
told that the sex, better than drugs
Then get addicted, boy, listen
I'm the only piece of the puzzle you're missin'
Like when we kissin' bye bye bye
gotta pee / Girl, you taste like candy, I'm in for a treat / Yum! / Like Michael Jackson Imma beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Pull out the backstreet
it around
For good luck cause I've never had faith enough fuck that.
I've never had faith
Boy was jus like me
Never had faith
Fuck that
Fuck that
Never
Love's fragile and temporary
But I'm glad at least that you're here with me
If one night's all we've got, let's make the best of it
Stop by at a bench when
But that don't mean shit to me
I've been on TV every single day
For damn near a decade
You see how I channel a
Different kind of energy
I get big boy
my God, boy, you didn't go there, no, you did not
I got a whole storyboard for you, boy, you're the plot
You're gettin' got, whether you try to avoid
Nona Gaye/Backstreet Boys:
For only love can conquer hate
Christina Aguilera:
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Britney
want to die
You feeling me right
I can't be watching people die
(die)
And watching people cry
Let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room
want to die
You feeling me right
I can't be watching people die
(die)
And watching people cry
Let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room
feeling me right I can't be watching people die (die)
And watching people cry, let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room here for you and me
a nigga down
Im known to get around
Im making drumma sounds
Im Knocking bitches down
Boy yes i made me
Im doing surgery
Not a nigga in the hood
Wanna
figure out who you really are
I promise you that once you get there it gets easier
I'm right here by your side; I'm with you if you need me
I'll help you
hill in town....
This house is small...and its some what run down....
But I'm not looking yet...for a Hollywood address.....
On the backstreets
fuck a duck's arse
You don't want me to draw for the
Ting and make a boy run fast
Bust your head with a pint glass
About yeah I fucked man's arse
You
You're still the
Little boy that you were before
Furthermore, it's worse because you
Feign to be progressive
But when challenged by a woman
You get sexist
for me, I never get robbed in my life
Aretha Franklin, respect it, respect
So in tune, I forgot how to stress
So in tune like the choir that's
sheets
Like black sheep I've got two words for those who slept
(nya, Nya nya nyoooo respect)
You thought it was safe, well guess what (what?)
Boys then
to me
You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out
Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get out
Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks
You
Backstreets creepin' slow, I'm juggin' right by Taz
He tried to text me for them bows, that mean his ass is grass
Some type way I get in my mode soon as I pop
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