Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo
What's my name? J-R-T and I be the best
You see the rest they lookin' like they need a rest
Thrust one time
I almost split my pants with that shit
I see that "Drop Your Pants Justin" sign,
Ain't droppin' shit
'Cuz you out there runnin' your mouth
And really don't know who you dealin' with
Here we go again
How many times do I have to tell you NSYNC Brotha's?
You're my only friends
Busta's actin' up
Runnin' around here tryna piss on my chromed out truck
My game don't stop
I'm still gettin' down for whatever
Whenever, I am so freakin' hot,
Keepin' it real
Now, some of us do, but Backstreet don't, thats how we feel
I shed clothes for the people, sometimes wear see-through
Why you tryna cop a feel, yo?
J-R-T
You want it, I got it
Come and get it
Ladies, I'm wit it
All you gotta do is hit me baby
ONE MORE TIME
Whatcha teenies want?
Whatcha teenies want?
I'm still playin' games
You gon' think it's a joke before I tell you I forgot your name
That's how ah do it
Thrustin' into the air and watchin' them try to grab at me
Teenies are so wack
Last time ah see them, they're callin' me a wigga
No more threats
Cuz in a minute grandma's gonna be the only sane family member left
Bust mah gun
I don't really have one but I'm always down for the one on one
J-Dawg for life
We gon' bounce in every club if it takes all night
Stop, hop
My pants get dropped
JC's gettin' busted for smokin' crack by the cops
One last time
I tell his ass bye bye bye and pop him in his right eye
J-R-T
You want it, I got it
Come and get it
Ladies, I'm wit it
All you gotta do is hit me baby
ONE MORE TIME
Whatcha teenies want?
Whatcha teenies want?
Look at all these half ass groupies
Runnin' around yappin' about how Lance is cuter and better
That's just bullshit
Hope they know that around me talkin' about that won't get them shit
I'm not a nice person
I mean, I'd smack the shit outta Chris twice dawg
And that's before I start cursin'
I'm bling blingin'
One minute I'm cool, the next minute I'm up on Joey, trippin'
That's mah style
I'm a sexy MoFo who'll leave you the next day with a smile
Call me sick
But I like to hit it, quit it, and then bounce out this grill right quick
Let's get it on baby
Wait'll you see what I got, and you think they call Chris crazy?
He's lost his mind
And I'm about to lose mine too, so c'mon, gimmie a try
J-R-T
You want it, I got it
Come and get it
Ladies, I'm wit it
All you gotta do is hit me baby
ONE MORE TIME
Whatcha teenies want?
Whatcha teenies want?
J-R-T!