Lyrics:
Where is Elvis Presley? I’m Priscilla, yah
‘Bout to cop some dope from my drug dealer
Yah
Then, I’m ‘bout to crush it like Godzilla
Yah
Is this how people
fucking on the legend
The Michael Jackson, jesse
Lil Tunechi, Elvis Presley, Hendrix
Future, past or present, yeah
I'm too hot for TV, too high for my exes
INTRO/CHORUS :
With a song in his soul
Guitar in his hand
God in his spirit
He took off to dreamland
I'm dreaming big like Elvis
With a song in
stop the power of the bass in ya eye
I wonder if I blasted a little Elvis Presley
Would they pull me over and attempt to arrest me
I really doubt
Music Composed by crturo cranda
Cover of the Great Elvis Presley
Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I
a highway cop pulled up behind
So I asked my friend if the cop was after me
He just sat there shakin' all over like ol' Elvis Presley and said
Well if you
Its mine that you own
I'm obsessed with you
Its all in the way you move
I can't take my eyes off of you
If I was Elvis you'd be my rhythm and blues
Wish
Leonard Bernstien, Elvis Presley
Well, we're not too sure about Elvis
But I think you get the point
Don't go into music
You'll end up dead
Don't go into
was born with a set of horns
By two fucking assholes on September the fucking fourth
Fuck it I'm fucking bored so fuck it and fuck it more
I'm fucking
that hurt, made it into songs
God bless the child that's got his own
Sayin' it's hood now
Sayin' it's hood now
You had Elvis Presley and he was
simple
I'm on a roll but I'm distracted by your dimples
You not following my tempo
You got your own code that you've got to let go
Starting with one you
Hmm Okay
Elvis can you hear us he said OK
Elvis is it ok ok he says ok
Hmm mmmm mmm okay kay
Dum dum Elvis can you hear us dum dum dum dum he said ok
Just an autograph book and a stereo
There was no one she was close ta
She was found with her arms around
An Elvis Presley poster
She was the queen
Midnight in Memphis (ELVIS CENTRAL TIME)
In a junkyard down in Memphis
Near the Shelby County Line
Lay an old abandoned Caddy
With a cardboard for
I'm Jack The Ripper lurking in the dungeon
1888, midnight in London
They flabbergasted by the rappin' bastard
With the rap to match it and the track
Elvis Presley's arteries
You should see the other guy
Beat him down and watch me rise
You should see the other guy
Beat him down I'm reaching heights
He had a couple albums and a comeback in the 80's
But he never won a Grammy and he never was the same
And he never could be satisfied with critical
like original sin
Up Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates
See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates
Well, there must
like original sin
Up Elvis Presley Boulevard to the Graceland gates
See we were lookin' for a Cadillac with Tennessee plates
Well, there must
whoever said that Sidney Poitier was a blind man?
Knew the same of Elvis Presley, too.
'cause all the saugages that dance like Ray Bolger on the hood
Ginger Elvis Presley looked a fraction sad
Roaming the whole town from bin to bin
Well living on the streets wasn't all that bad
Where no-one
When I was a boy
Singing songs straight from the radio
They had me hooked
My biggest idol was a boy named Elvis
He drove us wild with the way he
matters grim?)
Because when I start to flow the results are so deadly
Rappers start shakin' like the legs on Elvis Presley
Sayin' (it's him, the great)
rock, rollerskate
Iâ#128##153#m bouncing with a hottie thatâ#128##153#s overweight
I donâ#128##153#t really care. I will take that.
I might hit that. I
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