Lyrics:
to get by
And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these
around
An Elvis Presley poster
She was the queen of 1964
Tonight there'll be a moment of silence
At the Trubadour
There was a time she
Selfmade-MC's
Die haben 'ne tolle wie Elvis Presley
Bad Boys para siempre, Partners in Crime
Mein Album macht mich fame, aber die Straße macht mich reich
wrecked my truck
So shut yo' asses up
Let me school you on some real shit
J edgar Hoover used to suck dick
Elvis Presley put coke up his nose
And Martin
Gustav's a-sleep with his headphones on.
He made a joke and fell asleep
and I can hear a soft sound, oh yeah,
from Elvis Presley's Return to Sender.
What
To Mr Remington G lock
And smith and Wesson
The David m
Ruffins Eddie Kanes and Elvis Presley's
I'd like to sing like Merle Haggard
Dance like Fred Astaire
Have Bill Gates' money and Elvis Presley's hair
But of all the people in this world that
shoes suede, but don't fuck with no Elvis
I'm from the era of real shit, kill or be killed shit
Kill or be real quick, float like butterfly
Sting like
Your chest's filled with kids that
Ran away from parents
You get inside of kids' beds
With a little thong
What you mean by Billie Jean
Is little Billie
My chain hang like outties
I’m outtie like the outro
Every fives seconds man I drop
Another album
( Verse 1 )
My body donated to this
The beast box
The beast box
Elvis Presley's body perfectly preserved
There's a lot of stories going around
I don't think it's right
Are
know I'm better than your exes
Leslie
Even with no make up girl you sexy
Presley
You know I'm a rockstar Elvis Presley
Bestie
Fuck them other bitches you
the real music died
They went to star 69
John Lennon Buddy Holly
Billy holiday
Richie Valens Hank Williams
Elvis Presley's grave
Sam Cooke David Bowie
know like standing next to Elvis Presley
Well then multiply that feeling by 1 million
And you know what I'm talking about
Well I'll bet he was cool
just by the station
Used to struggle with temptation
I'm the hottest in the nation
Gotta follow my salvation,
I can't go back to starvation
Had a savage
Comiendo tranquis
Good Life siempre high cómo junkies
Te cojo por la pelvis baby
Se creen que soy un Rockstar
Cómo Elvis Presley
Fucked dich wieder mal was
down they're fast
What's past is past
I'm a blast if I could sell more albums than Eminem
Elvis Elton Queen and U2
Then it's all been worthwhile
like me to tell this
Debuted at number one and sold more records than Elvis
That's what they telling me, switch up your melody
Through with
(Matraca Berg/Randy Scruggs)
She fixes her hair every morning
Long before seven o'clock
She'll tell you with her hair that piled up
She feels
Yea, oh!
Check me out, look
It goes love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the game (what up?)
And last album
Jurassic Park 808's
Ooh, I'm Elvis Presley, 38's on 22's
Rhinestone jacket like Joshua Hedley
Yeah, I got that Honolulu
Flower power, bouquet, medley
the blackboard jungle
With his Elvis Presley hair
Yeah, the drummer's got the drum, the colonel's got the gun
And Junior's only got a knife, he'd better run
Gustav’s a-sleep with his headphones on. He made a joke and fell asleep
and I can hear a soft sound, oh yeah, from Elvis Presley’s Return to Sender.
What
[Kool Keith]
Yeah
Every morning I wake up lookin' in the mirror
I am the original black Elvis
That's right; when you see me with my wig
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