Letras:
T Pain Backseat Action

my way (I know you want that) And pullin' your hair won't even compare To what I'm about to do to you on this highway I'm talkin' 'bout that back seat action

want that) And pullin your hair, won't even compare to what I'm about to do to you on this highway [Chorus: T-Pain] I'm talkin bout that backseat action

pain (Baby, a little pain, a little pain, yeah) Whenever something's lost, something's gained (Every now and then U got 2 think about what U gain) (Think U don't

black so the one-time react as if under attack Ain't nothin' changed but district range, feel no pain Mr. Big Bad Insane Black John McClane With liquor

at me I hate being told what to do I hate you when you don't listen I hate the way you distort my sexuality with pornography I hate the pain we inflict

intestines spray Crystal snow now covered in red Won't stop until they are dead Recon patrol 17 won't make it home Presumed as lost in action In time

pain (Baby, a little pain, a little pain, yeah) Whenever something's lost, something's gained (Every now and then U got 2 think about what U gain) (Think U don't

It's time to see, to dare and face the facts It's been going on so long that we can't turn our backs No more, we need to set things straight We can't

Ahh, you don't stop You don't stop, you don't stop O.C.'s on the mic and you don't stop You don't stop, you don't stop Big L is on the other you don't