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the name stuck and by the time such luminaries as Gene Vincent, Elvis Presley and B.B. King had heard this new Warhols Sound, they were calling it Rock
Tell me do you really think
That Albert Einstein had more fame than Elvis Presley?
And tell me what you'd rather have
Your face on a coin that you
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
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays with
Played by the bastard kids of Johnny B. Goode
And you outta know
C’mon baby shake your hips
Tonight we dance the apocalypse
So c’mon yeah
C’mon pretty
lesson
And I be in the ghetto like I’m Elvis Presley
But you wasn’t
Why you fronting?
Everybody got designer, man that’s nothing
Why you bluffing?
Now you
of
Johnson, Brown, Hooker, Howlin’ Wolf
Waters, Otis, Didley, B.B.King
Berry, Lil’ Richard, Steppenwolf
Elvis Presley, Buddy Holly, Jerry Lee
Lightnin’,
Ready or not and a here we go
Blasted by the sound of the radio
Over the river and through the wood
Lived a rocker named Johnny B. Goode
And ya
the time such luminaries as Gene Vincent, Elvis
Presley and B.B. King had heard this new Warhols Sound, they were calling it
Rock and Roll.
Dandy frontman
you worry it's all pie in the sky
There’s more chance of an alive Elvis Presley
Unless of course by some quirk of fate
The Prime Minister's replaced by
smoke the best tree
Inspired by the 50's, shout out to Elvis Presley
Music made me believe that nothing is impossible
But writer's block is one hell
that I am skinny but my pockets always heavy
Always execute my goals, Lionel Messi
I was born 2 be a star, Elvis Presley
She say when U are horny only
fuckin' imitate me
Best rappers, they be calling Feezy and D
They know im the fuckin' G.O.A.T, Elvis Presley
Feezy gon' defend me, like a fuckin Bambi
Sensation I can’t deny
When you make my lonely heart beat
Breathing deeply by the shoreline
Elvis Presley rocking nearby
Feeling the energy
Of his style
the pimp of all panderers
GQ, Johnny Presley, fuckin up the elegances
So many hookers on your schedule
Slammin Cadillac doors and mackin whores
I'ma hound dog nigga Elvis Presley
I punk out niggas that be moving zesty
Niggas wun' copy nigga gotta guess me
I'm selling perc's by the pound don't
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 things in the back just coming up this way
What do you think about Elvis Presley coming through here?
Oh, it's wonderful
Do you know anything
But there won't be no silent nights
Mariah Carrey, Kenny G
Bing Crosby, Elvis Presley
It came upon a midnight clear
But we're all so full of Christmas
Elvis Presley
Or am I more like Prince
A light-skin king, only 5'6
Remember nights at the crib
When we'd record with only five cents
And even times
but got moves like Elvis Presley
Got a bitch that score like I score, she built like Lisa Leslie
I do
Nigga
All night how I'm cookin', nigga
Lil'
that I wear cost
About a stack and a half
If you don't like me bitch
You can kiss my ass
Yeah I feel like Elvis Presley
Actually kinda catchy
Ain't
sexy
Living likka dancehall popstar
Elvis Presley
And d gyal and dem ah envy
Cuz yuh always hold yuh corner but yuh always trending
And d pagan only pree
Put some stars in the roof like Sci-fi
Oh my I go off out my mind
Yes I'm that that guy no lies
I just plot my moves and sit by
Everybody wanna be
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