Nick Carter Green - Back 2 Back (feat. Candy Irene) Lyrics

Yo
Okay, it's Nicky Nick
From the crib
You trying to hate
I'm trying to live
I'm trying to play
I'm trying to give
Your second string the violin
Work the girl I'm hiring
I violate her violent
Via text
See the next product of environment
Boy, I'm gon' sweat that weave out her
Better know your chicks
'Cause I'm the type that'll cheat on Rihanna
Keep her off my dick
See this tongue, keep it off her lips
See this hand, keep it off her hips
Tell my ex to get off my line
Because my line only for your nitch, bigga
Is this what you're calling for
Is this why you called me all day
Girl, you can't ask for the truth
Then get mad at the things I might say
Back to back shooting shit
I think my girl is Michael Jordan
Back to back cooking shit
I think my girl is Sandra Lee
Back to back, look the shit
I think my girl is Kylie Jenner
Back to back bucking shit
I think my girl is Eazy-E
Back to back shooting shit
I think my girl is Michael Jordan
Back to back cooking shit
I think my girl is Sandra Lee
Back to back, look the shit
I think my girl is Kylie Jenner
Back to back bucking shit
I think my girl is Eazy-E
Hey boy, it's Candy I'
From the Chi
They trying to hate
I'm trying to shine
I'm trying to play
I'm trying to find
The perfect boy to give my time
You look like you need attention
I just want to make you mine
Crossing boarders off the hinges
Oh, I might be falling
Spilling my secrets
At the alter with my Church's Chicken
Told him I'm seasoned
Bread and butter, stacking different cheeses
Made him my late night
Leave him in the morning, got to focus on my get right
I'm sipping straight like
Talking to him faded, I just want to get his name right
Is this what you're calling for
Is this why you called me all day
Girl, you can't ask for the truth
Then get mad at the things I might say
Back to back shooting shit
I think my girl is Michael Jordan
Back to back cooking shit
I think my girl is Sandra Lee
Back to back, look the shit
I think my girl is Kylie Jenner
Back to back bucking shit
I think my girl is Eazy-E
Back to back shooting shit
I think my girl is Michael Jordan
Back to back cooking shit
I think my girl is Sandra Lee
Back to back, look the shit
I think my girl is Kylie Jenner
Back to back bucking shit
I think my girl is Eazy-E
Alright
Is this what you want
Alright
Then I'm gonna give it to you
Okay, I'm back on their hit list
You back on my shit list
You pay me in gold
But she'll in me kisses
Still pray for the Lola
Amen when I get it
The know when I did it
They know when it's done
Fat lady sing, no opera seats
Me and my woman like Gods to see
Back to back, no chiro'
I was breaking down a brick with my love
(I think my girl is Michael Jordan)
I was breaking down a brick with my new love
(Man, I think my girl is Sandra Lee)
(Oh, yeah)
I was breaking down a brick with my, with my
With my, with my, with my
(Oh God, I think my girl is Kylie Jenner)
With my, with my, with my, with my, with my
(Nah, nah, I think my girl is Eazy, Eazy)