50 Cent Haircut - Bring Me the Head (of a Backstreet Boy) lyrics

They picked your name From the same tree as before Where they hanged themselves together As part of the corps I have a crush On brand name athletic shoes Hands like hook and sinker I was amused Bring me the head Of a Backtreet Boy Or something instead In this season of the witch Keeping one hand loose Jesus loves you anyway You knew this job was dangerous From the first day I need you girl I love to want you girl I need to love to want you in my world Bring me the head... It's so sad when folks don't get their own jokes