Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Backstreet Boy , by - Skooly. Release date: 01.03.2018
Song language: English
Backstreet Boy |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| Backstreet boy |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| I, I don’t give no fuck 'bout no enemy |
| Fuck that lil bitch on a dinner date |
| My wrist is frozen, it’s in a lake |
| I got more hoes than J Timberlake nigga |
| Ain’t no tellin' what I’m in today |
| Maserati, Tesla, and a Wraith |
| Shawty say she wasn’t feelin' safe |
| Told that bitch to get a realer bae |
| Tell me you not with him |
| Tell me this shit ain’t impossible |
| Tell me this shit wasn’t costin' you |
| Tell me this shit wasn’t obstacles |
| I come from the block, was impossible |
| I come from the block, it ain’t possible |
| I come from them pissy apartments |
| Rats and roaches and possums, shit |
| You know the game adopted him, you know they searchin' for bodies |
| Boy get that pain up out of him, healin' or hurtin' somebody |
| Ain’t nothin' change about him, it ain’t no shame about it |
| I pull up to work with a thotty, I pull up work in big body |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| Straight out that water, no immigrant |
| You wouldn’t want to see images |
| I wouldn’t even want you to feel this shit |
| All of my water was limited |
| Raised on the west of the city, city |
| Where they ain’t showin' no pity, pity |
| All of my clothes was shitty, shitty |
| Now I get money like Diddy, litty |
| Shawty gon' show me them titties, huh |
| No she ain’t havin' no business, huh |
| Knowin' I give her the business, huh |
| Knowin' I come from the trenches, huh |
| Might blow with the bomb, it’s tickin' |
| I fucked my first young lil bitch |
| My brother got slumped in the kitchen |
| And all of my partners was junkies |
| The game is lame without him |
| You can’t replace him or stop him |
| Boy get that hate up out of them |
| Ballin' up, hurry your partner |
| You know my partner a shotter |
| You know my brother was mobbin' |
| I pull up to work with a thotty, you get in |
| She probably twerk for a lot of your friends, yeah, yeah yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |
| You know I come from the backstreet, yeah |