Lyrics:
Hot hot
Hot hot
Hot hot
Hot hot
Hot boy, hot boy, take a nigga face off
Hot boy, hot boy, who else wanna face off
Hot boy, hot boy, twelve get shot
because of the bomb
I could be waiting, camped out in yo' car, in the backseat
With some fucking chicken wire, soon as you hit the backstreet
I jump up
бой
Уже не на блоке, не backstreet boys
Откуда я вышел — не верхний слой
Хапнули горя мы здесь с лихвой
Уходит за горы мой весь настрой
Меня не ждут,
and Christina Aguilera
Backstreet Boys and N'sync I don't know what to think
Ahoo Ahoo Ahoo Ahoo
It's slick the way they dress
I heard they all have fake
the boys and I am not talking backstreet
Any where we show up you would think that its a track meet
Way I run the city you would think Queso an athlete
Then
[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
Oh, oh, uptown girl,
She's been living in her uptown world
I bet she never had a backstreet guy
I bet her momma never told her why
I'm gonna try for
on your own
You just got the light from the moon
You turn on the light as you're afraid of the night
It's just a bad dream boy
So why do you scream boy
Descendo a rua
Lá vem o lobo de wall street
Ceis são backstreet boys
Ceis não entende a raiz
Mataram os índios
Fizeram o daime
Pro branco
E ainda me
Hoe blow up my phone
I do not wanna stay
Yeah he think he Backstreet Boys
I don't want it that way
Hoe blow up my phone
I do not wanna stay
Yeah he
(Yeah)
Try acid and get your butt pumped out like I did
My brain's dead weight, I'm tryin to get my head straight
But I can't figure out which Backstreet
Fuck me up, and I will never recover
And now that I'm all by myself
Pull me up, but my heads still underwater
You got me in a backseat backstreet
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
make a scene
Yeah, I'ma make a scene, oh
'Cause all my dawgs from the backstreet
Boys like girls in the backseat
Yellow card but this ain't a taxi
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
UNION SQUARE
By Tom Waits (1985 Jalma Music, ASCAP)
Well, time is always money,
For the boys on Union Square.
You can bust your ass 'till
shit on your new album or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half
Man don't you
a policy.
Backstreets boys on race , tryna save taxis girls in a haste
Tryna save taxis girls in a haste.
Backstreets boys on race , tryna save taxis girls
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
Backstreet Boys
De la Chris Brown a luat Velea
Și Nosfe ia de la Migos
Aaaa! Check it, Check it!
Mă-ntreb cum o s-arate tatuajele mele
Când am să mor
Dacă o
to quit playin' games like you backstreet
Do it so cold, everybody call me Nat King
Tour across the globe
Imma do it offa rapping
Say I can't, please say I
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
right
Come on, boys, whoo
This is so weird having my dad on a song right now
Considering he's 50
Uh, 47
I think he's gonna make a comeback album
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
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