Lyrics:
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
She was found with her arms around an Elvis Presley poster.
She was the queen of nineteen sixty four,
Tonight there'll be a moment of silence
went away..
I remember Sam Cooke ya'll, Bring It On Home To Me,
From your love I can't be free
I remember Elvis Presley, and the Blue Suede Shoes
Ahh
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
I hear your songs, I go
(Blehh!)
On my bedsheets
Everything you do is a flop, can't impress me
Dead career's down the toilet, Elvis Presley
Style,
a good ol' girl, she won't let you down
She's got a picture of Elvis when he came through her town
And her heart is kind, oh but she speaks speaks her
exchange names just getting some info
expressmove im making the instrumental
compensate you can leave the details
not ur average girl like the rest
know where I've been
Split your skull like an egg to know the shit that I've seen
Predominant, anomalous
Traditionally unshowable like Elvis Presley's
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
Feeling like a king Elvis Presley
Yeah
I get to do this for the fun
Still never sold out for some funds!
Yet the whip still German-made
Pops we killed them
them in New York
I sang, “Don’t be cruel,” in Memphis down on Elvis Presley Boulevard
So baby, don’t you worry
We’ll get there in a hurry
Life is just
gesagt, dass ich ausseh wie Elvis Presley
Aber Fakt ist: Geld macht sexy
Come and spend some time with me
I wanna hold you tight
I got everything you
and roll
Elvis Presley
Cause she looks at me like we've met
Interesting
I just read her body like a book
Test me
But be my little honey bunny
You love me all
full of money
Listen homie I'm tryna go to work
If a pussy try to press me leave him laying in the dirt
Got me dancing Elvis Presley dancing off the perc
I'm Leonardo da Vinci meets Monica Lewinski
Or a little bit of Hemingway fucks Elvis Presley
I've been linkin like pennies, ballin like testes
I go
heavy artillery
Cause girl you too sexy
You came here just to impress me
And she from the Haven
She grew up off Elvis Presley
Baby girl, lets rock
Jyada bolega nikal denge Bat ka grip
We go hard on every beat fuck aesthetic
Boned a slim girl but her ass was thick
Thodi der ke liye sober now I'm
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
Prettiest girl that you ever seen
Just popped out of a magazine
Pretty eyes looking at you now
But still you're worried somehow
Oh Elvis, you
and games and
So just come and peep the unique styles we are displaying
The beat's just ridiculous, the lyrics articulate
Feels good, as if a girl just
(true)
If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
Uh, yeah, hoe, this the finale
My pep talk
(true)
If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
Uh, yeah, hoe, this the finale
My pep talk
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