*~Song Re-Writes*~
Orlando
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Orlando, uh, uhBackstreet,bringin the heat, uh Haha, can y'all feel that Can y'all feel that Jig it out, uh Here I am,I'm a fan,I think Nsync blows, But I love the BSB, the way their faces glow, All the fans throwing bras, everybodyparty all day Their CD we play,all day, okay They can't sip a little *something*,or the rumors will spill, But at their hotel,they run up a room service bill, Nothin less than ill, they're dressed to kill [nsync] Everytime AJ passes, the girls be like "yeah,I'm on the pill" Can y'all feel us,fans of all ages & races,Real sweaty faces Every different nation, Spanish, Hatian, Indian, Jamaican, Black, White,Cuban, and AsianI fall in love after I hear their songs playin', Been a fan since `97and I keep on stayin´, These´r the type of guys I could spend a fewdays with, In Orlando with the men that keep my mind crazin
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Party with those hotties and the heat is on All night,watch their tape still the break of dawn Welcome to Orlando Bienvenidos a Orlando Bouncin at their shows where the heat is on, All night, watch theirtapes till the break of dawn I'm goin to OrlandoWelcome to Orlando
Yo I heard the BSB's ain't nothin to mess with We can see the sweatdrip,when they strip (lol) They're half dressed but fully equipped And all the fans are screaming out,"Nick, can you please sign my t*ts?"So I'm thinkin I'm wanna screw them, they're so hot, and Nsync deservesto be stabbed and shot, Hottest Boys in the city, but they're just out of reach, Don't let Nsync get to ya, I poisoned them with bleach, 98 Degrees? Oh PLEASE!, go cryto your mommies, Everytime the Boys come to town, we're screaming,"take a picture with ME!" In my Backstreet tee, ain't no stoppin me So, go their concerts and cashin your dough, and see Kevin's Versace's fashion shows Pound for pound anywhere you go Yo, ain't no men in the world like this An if you ask how I know I gots ta pleade the fifth
Chorus
Don't get me wrong, Shytown got it goin on And New York is the city that we know don't sleep And we all know that L.A. and Philly stay jiggy Buton the sneak, Orlando bringing the heat for real Y'all don't understand I never seen five men with so many screaming fans Now this is the plan When he's right in our reach, we'll steal Kevin's wedding band Rings on his hands Damn, he's so sexy While Nsync's smoking pot in the west keys, The BSBs are riding jetskis, loungin in the palm trees And I wanna have the keys for their summerhouse piece on Southbeach AJ's pants are so clear you can see hisbottom Hundred-thousand dollar car, yeah, Nicky's got one Ain't nosurprise in the club to see B-Rok, Sweet D, & Bone Orlando, my secondhome
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"Which Backstreet Boy is Gay"
(This song offended a lot of people, this song was written and produced by the station that I listen to Z100. It was ment to be funny, not to offend anybody. Sorry if it does, pleade don't send me any hate mail!)Verse 1
We are on fire, we have desires, but one is that way.
One Backstreet Boy is Gay.
Verse 2
But we don't want to be mean, since now he's a queen.
Don't ask please, which Backstreet Boy is Gay.
Chorus
Tell me who, ain’t sayin' that it's A.J.
Tell me who, ain’t sayin' that it's Howie.
Tell me who. I never wanna here you say,
Which Backstreet Boy is Gay.
Verse 3
Now I can see him he's in women’s clothes,
but he don't need and IUD Yeaah.
He likes village people,
he's playing croquet,
his dog is a Pekinese.
Verse 4
He is on fire, his back perspires.
wont say, wont say, wont say, who’s gay.
He's always sayin'
Chorus
Ain’t nothing but a butt ache. Ain’t nothin but a fruitcake.
I never wanna here you say(Never wanna here you say)
which one of us is gay.
Tell me who, ain’t sayin that its Brian.
Tell me who ain’t sayin if your Kevin.
He's makin' up a suit play.
Which Backstreet Boys is gay.
Okay, were all gay!
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