Bop musicHaha, let's goHaha, Kidz Bop, stick out of

I: Travis it to L.A., yeahFinally in L.A.,

wait for a minuteYeah, can you wait for a

the only girl that I seeI'm the only guy that

All I get olderI will be strongerThey'll call me

Omah 1: Justin I been losin' my mindCertain

Flow ist wie Guantanamo, ne Pille hilft dir nichtIch

IntroOh,Oh,OhYeah Listin That n***a Wouldn´t do Shit For His N***a

1: Justin are on my wavelengthSomewhere in the between

do you mean it's not like that?Oh, you're sorry?Well, where

suis incertain à propos de ce que je faisais

1: Justin used to believeWe were burnin' on the

the times that you rained on my paradeAll the

the times that you rained on my paradeAll the

shared with me, to get ahead behind the scenes/Face

the most beautiful time of the yearLights fill the

ain't gotta answer none of my callsI'm believing you'll

do the same thing I told you that I never

are to meA part of me just like anatomyYou're

I need you, booI gotta see you, booAnd there's hearts