Lyrics:
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
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
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
friends sú basic
(Sú basic, sú basic..)
Chcem byť tvoj boy stojím na backstreet
A vieš že mám pre nás ten best shit
Chcem byť tvoj best boy
Nie "Thank u
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
and DJ's know how to pound beats
Like kids with flat feet and crap beats walking down backstreets
So much work went into this to line the notes of fact
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,
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
out this Johnny best believe we catch a hat
We ain't smokin' on that boy no more, because that nigga plat
Shit, we caught him by surprise, ain't got no
(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
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
Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now
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
super size it
I bend it over and excerise it
I’m doing drugs, I don’t glamorize ‘em
Look in my eyes, you just a snake
I can tell by the way you smiling
backstreet, mainstream, offbeat boys
Zatimco si hulíte sami jak Manson
Na beatech házíme kladivem, jdeme rozbít show
Nežeru netopýry jako Ozzy Osbourne
Denně
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
na blok, Ty budź sąsiada tym
Jestem jak Beastie Boys
Nie Backstreet Boys jak Ty
Jak gram na narodowym
To strzelam conajmniej trzy
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