Lyrics:
Dreamed about Elvis last night
We sang "Don't Be Cruel" and "All Shook Up"
"Heartbreak Hotel" and "That's Alright"
"Let Me Be Your Teddy Bear" and "Blue
that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me, so let me see
They tried
that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me, so let me see
They tried
ignored
And it's a setback and yet the clock still ticks
And if we let it, rap would be run by politics
I read it somewhere that every man's created
you to have this paying gig but there's just one minor condition
You must agree to play an Elvis Presley song before the end of your first set
So All
I
Hope everybody listening to this
Has a very happy time at
Christmas and has a good
Fortunate, lucky New Year and a good
Time to be had by all
Sam Cooke singing
Bring it on home to me
From your love I can be free
I remember Elvis Presley and the blues suede shoes
Lord they give me the blues
and yet the clock still ticks
And if we let it, rap would be run by politics
I read it somewhere that every man's created equal
But not in this day
the funny thing about it is
She still thinks I care
She never knew that her
Little sister let me be her
Teddy bear
I said, I'm
Doin' the best I can
Trying
that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me, so let me see
They tried
to be a kid
I'm out before you try to hold me and free your willy
Later weirdo
Elvis is leaving the building
it don't concern you lil' nigga (Watch out)
Be careful who you call your friend, they turn on you nigga (For real)
I'm DUI right now, I don't belong
tender
So let me be your teddy bear
Teddy bear
I've got no one on my knees
So easy to live in peace hey girl
Welcome in paradise
I just listen how you
you can see through me
Cuz inside of me a hidden secret's shining bright in ruby colors
Don't be fooled by my looks I'm a bad girl
Come on in, if you
snake
Little wench,- is you is, or is you ain't
The suck-er
You gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit occur
Gettin' pimped, by a hoe, that
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
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
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
you tender, you didn't care
I was your push over, your teddy bear
Return to sender. No more replies
I won't be fooled no more by devils in disguise
watch the meaning of savages
Eat your heart out period ravenous
These body shots ain't sexy, We Graceland, Elvis Presley
Every move be heavy, Aye yo kill
and wash away your sins
And wash your mind and wash your heart and wash your life, oh praise God
I thank God for that opportunity and I just want to let
I feel like Elvis Presley
These perpetrators grabbed a gun
Thinking that shit would scare me
These ride or die niggarz I ride with
Never act too
Whatever's not helpin', it's hurtin' me At this point, is it worth it to see
What got thrown away with the Burger King? Havin' your way isn't workin' with me
Fuck they can't stand up next to me
Competition bring out the best in me
Shit you talkin weirder than Elvis Presley
I'm tryin to blow out
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