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Caressing her so gently
I kiss below the belly
Shoutout my brother Shmelly
A G like Elvis Presley
Coming with me to the top
This grind don’t end it
me a virus
Know I be coming Thur styling
My closet a Airport Omoney the pilot
Riding Thur Elvis Presley I came Through flying
Ion beef with the opps
as the party ate.
Col. Tom paid the check and Elvis Presley
Left the tip, a brand new Cadillac....
And the Gods I loved were poor white trash.
One was making
card addiction
Say yes to those who sell
Say yes to those who sell
Say yes to those who sell
Be happy in yourself
Hugh Hefner and Elvis Presley
Doc Martens stuck to the carpet,
We didn't care 'cos we didn't know,
Elvis Presley, half a pint,
It's 3am, just forget about tomorrow,
I'm gonna
Elvis, buck him with my shotgun
Elvis, buck him with my shotgun
Elvis, buck him with my shotgun
Elvis, buck him with my shotgun
Elvis, buck him with
With Elvis Presley, the selfish MC
Back to ruin rap and destroy the industry
Single handedly and, oh man, did we
Yeah me and 50, Obie, me and Twizzy
With Elvis Presley, the selfish MC
Back to ruin rap and destroy the industry
Single handedly and, oh man, did we
Yeah me and 50, Obie, me and Twizzy
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
When life is good to me, I'm gonna smile
Like Elvis Presley, I got style
Climbing up a tree, got the nature mind
Getting a lot
year went slowly sulking by
You got the lip
That's about it
Who the hell you think you are making someone wait?
Said it was cool but you were full
"Gen’lmen, we just havin’ church
Here" Six words which - directed at me and
A fellow soul buff at the Full
Gospel Tabernacle church by it's chuckling
driveway full of Bentleys (I want my driveway full of Bentleys)
Can't help fallin' in love (with me), rock 'n' roll like Elvis Presley
I'm aware, I ain't
and Elvis Presley
Same stuff was rough, rap does not cause violence
So (Fight the Power) and make them understand
But too much power and you might get
out, then shoot a nigga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died
You really think Elvis
newspapers by the kitchen sink
You think I'm off limits driving a 74 dodge Plymouth
Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
With spots eatin
Aphrodite I can touch
Elvis Presley's coming out of me, my head has got a rush
Didn't pick a fight, the FBI just picked a fight with me
When I cry
So watch my hips the steps that I take and the moves that I make.
My sideburns are great.
I can dance like Elvis Presley.
They say I look like Elvis
goons fakin' stab wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., tryin' to be somethin' that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go
the Beatles, G, and Elvis Presley
Same stuff was rough, rap does not cause violence
So fight the power and make them understand
But too much power and you
mean I'm disgusting
But it's just me I'm just obscene
Though I'm not the first king of controversy
I am the worst thing since Elvis Presley
To do
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Kurwo mów mi Elvis presley
Rok po roku kręcę beke
Chce zwrotkę dzwoni
Halo halo mój menadżer
Mój
Okay, I'm reloaded
The homey, Elvis Presley and Rick Ross teen
Be back, I'm back
I'm back, I'm back
It's nowhere to go
I'm talkin' Japanese
It was misty up on
Blueberry Hill
Thanks to the Rolling Sea
When out of the fog a young Elvis Presley
Appeared mysteriously. He said
Hey, hey, hey
on the radio
Says "Elvis Presley died"
Come on, come on, let's go tonight
Well now some came to witness
Now some came to weep
Drawn by death's strange glory
They
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