Lyrics:
down where Elvis lives
Walked all around the yard lookin' for engine number 382 That's Casey's engine
They found Casey's engine they found Casey There he
Don't stop, you can't
Don't stop, you can't
Don't stop, you can't
Don't stop, you can't
I see a girl walk by
Sickness on her face but she ain't
and I too much people out yah weh rub up inna obeah them a look somebody soul fi sacrifice, yeah me bless and anointed covered by the almighty all
the time
You listen to your friends, they lie
I don't mind, I don't mind
Feelin's get caught up in the mind
A shootin' star pass by my eye
When I don't
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me, yeah
Stop, look and listen baby that's
fuckin reason, I don't ne3d no fuckin reason!
All that dick riding shit.. look at you now, still pathetic
Fuck that sideways shit , I'm not impressed by
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
of everything I do
And look at me as if I mean something to you
Our hearts are beating while we sleep, but while we're wide awake
You know the world won't stop
the world won't stop, and actions speak louder
Listen to your heart, and what your heart might say
Everything we got, we got the hard way
Show a little
sure it look nice
I prefer when your right by my side
Flying presidential i been stuck at the top
First class seats cuz that money don't stop
Skirting in
look how the East side got me
You was supposed to be riding P side by me
OT on a mission
Got the G slides by me
Now you up thinking
How could he slide
a feature, then he gotta pay (Pay up)
She said she like all the features on my face (Like what)
Look in my eyes, I ain't come here to play (At all)
If he
shit
When I’m in your section move around like you can’t stop shit
My bitch make me mad, can’t beat her ass I go and drop shit
Surrounded by them
look
At me makes me melt
And you move it like Elvis
And it's only for me
If not for yourself
You're so independent
Accept it but you
Never needed my help
I'm a Larry bird hittin these threes
Sittin in my 4 by 4, Castles closed
Use the back door, Sup Alfred, do my chores
Mop the floor with that shit you
a breeze
Don't let it pass ya by
Lotta people don't wanna to listen
Lotta people just wanna give in, to society's opinions of where they should fit in
Got a double XL camera with your shawty take a pic
Judging by her posture she's very excited by my--hold on
Trying to go radio, I think I need to censor
This dingers an O shape plate
Tryna back this blade
If a man try angles
Square in the face
How I hook his mate
Tryna look this way
Your whole
titty
You say I'm "sick"
But you doing shit with Me
You wanna go out
For drinks in the city
Id rather go out like Elvis
And Whitney
Whip me in shape
nails and your hair
Over coffee listen to Elvis and then laugh about nothing
Ooh wish we could do it again
Oh and I’ll miss seeing you smile
Oh but I
Pretty girls never listen
Why don't you stop playing let's get to kissing
Stop using your pussy as a weapon to hurt me
I don't want no headaches i
stop steel
Y'all some fake-thug living tryna get notice by hanging with stars
No need to say no names, niggas know who the fuck you are
We all true
diamonds look fake
Man mind mind all y'all business
Worry bout you
Diamonds is glisten
U say I suck
Stay off my soundcloud
Stop tryna listen
They tryna
protection...Don't look behind you 'til south Carolina" Cops spring a roadblock "He ain't gonna stop!" Someone opens fire, the trucks front tyres are blown out "Get
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