Lyrics:
Don't you know it's the talk of the back row boys
There's a face and it's more than infatuation
I don't care what you say
You just need your choice
On the corners outta site
Midnight traffic light green's for go go
Backstreet joyride, we love Soho
Shiny black, shiny black
Shiny black taxi cab
When
The devil moon took me through the alley
Down by the Kardomah and the Centrale
To the mews running through the backstreets
Where the Blacks sold
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
or die trying
You might get eaten by a mountain lion
This old world is gonna leave you crying
So live free or try to live free
They took control
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
a Backstreet Boy
Who y'all kiddin'? Tryin to act like my shoe fittin'
Confused with ya head up yo' ass like who's shittin'?
It's Hot Nixon, same team same
the backstreets
First nigga get out of his body get left in the back seat
Duckin' and dodgin' the cops, takin' the backstreets
And we four deep in this car, but I'm
happening
(Brother from The Ave. this and that again)
Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
love but I just watched and walked away
(On my walk)
If she take me back I probably wouldn't stay
(On my walk)
Found by the Bay (on my walk)
Found
Meet me out on the backstreet again
By the shop that doesn't need to ask for your name
Don't wanna do the same thing every day
But meet me out
brothers in the pen
See ya when they free ya if
Not when they shove me in
Once again it's an all out scrap
Keep your hands on ya gat
And now ya boys watch ya
(come on, sing it, Germany)
Rock your body (woo! what!)
Everybody
Rock your body right (come on)
Backstreet's back, alright (yeah, yeah-yeah, oh oh)
and ohs
I hit them and I chase them and I hate them
She's sexy, she's ready to sex me
So I them in the back, in the back
The backstreet
No diggity, no dale,
the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
And no, I didn't retire
I'll snatch you
I'm a boy from the backstreets
Getting angry feel like Majin Buru
When I ain't had nothing to eat on my plate
Everybody they been acting fool
Now I'm
nympho-maniac
Bring it back, now shake it up
Put it on the table, now break it up
Give it to me, now put a lighter on the end of it
It really don't matter
Summertime the sun is out
Come night time we like our music loud
Light the fire for the feel good time
Tonight
Feet up, seats laid back
Skater boys
(shoot it out)
Aim this bitch, we can shoot it out nigga (grr)
Shoot it out, gun down (gun 'em down)
Runnin' round, run it back (yeah)
Dick her down,
[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
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
Turn back time let's reappear
In the 90s where music steered
Back in the 90s where memories ignite
With Backstreet Boys TLC and the light
In the 90s our
on quicksand
Because I waste my time
In backstreet dealings
Killing often, every time
I know the strain of day to day
Busy, busy everybody
I've seen
the fucking house
Grab your backstreet friend and get loud
Blowin' doors off hinges
I'll grab you with the pinchers
And no, I didn't retire
I'll snatch you
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