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BACKSTREETS (feat. Teezo Touchdown) letra


I met her last week (Last week)
Slidin' through the cold backstreets (Cold back streets, brr)
I don't know how you knowin' me (Knowin' me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (Foreign key, yeah, nah)
Can I get your number? (Number)
And I'ma hit you up (Mm)
We can link all summer and go and fuck it up (Mm)
Girl you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (Mm)
Can you fuck it up (Mm), can you fuck it up? (Mm)
Can you fuck it up? Yeah
Can you fuck it up? (Bet you can't)
Take you out of town girl, can you fuck it up?
I'ma take you 'round girl, I'ma fuck it up (Baby I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck
Can you fuck it up?

Want me to be your Backstreet Boy, girl, let's get NSYNC
Don't wanna know where you link, locked up in a Maybach singin'
And I'm ridin' with my piece, beat the pussy up, R.I.P
Don't hold back, baby, unleash
You was splashin', there ain't no lease
Took enough time off, went cold, where you been?
Lifestyle full of sins, but you heaven-sent, oh
You know who to come to when you feel it all cave
When you know you need savin', I'm the one you put your faith in
Bet you need summer, chain cold just like winter
You a tree just like timber, does the match my tempo?
Glad I kept yo' info, backseat, tryna see where the seat fold
Grab tight, hold on, like
Know the life I live ain't simple

I can't help myself, girl, I need yo' help
Cup of that special, this ain't self-serve
See the cops over by the light, hit it by the next turn
Runnin' back, let me do it for ya, ain't no pressure

I met her last week (Last week)
Slidin' through the cold backstreets (Cold backstreets, brr)
I don't know how you knowin' me (Knowin' me)
I saw you put away your foreign key (Foreign key, yeah, nah, can I?)
Can I get your number? (Number)
And I'ma hit you up (Mm)
We can link all summer and go and fuck it up (Mm)
Girl you got me drunk, I need it in a rush (Mm)
Can you fuck it up (Mm), can you fuck it up? (Mm)
Can you fuck it up? Yeah (Oh)
Can you fuck it up? (Bet you can't)
Take you out of town girl, can you fuck it up? (Oh, baby)
I'ma take you 'round girl, I'ma fuck it up (Baby, I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (Oh, oh, oh, baby)

Can you fuck it up girl, can you fuck it up? (Baby, can you? Mm)
Take you outta town girl, can you fuck it up? (Oh, baby)
I'ma take you 'round girl, I'ma fuck it up (Baby I'ma)
Hit you from the back in my Maybach truck (Oh, oh, oh, baby)
Can you fuck it up?

Don Toliver - Letras

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