Rick Ross - Elvis Presley Blvd (Remix) lyrics
rate meFeat. Yo Gotti, Project Pat, Juicy J, MJG & Young Dolph
Second album and yeah I’m on my trash yeah
Make her skinny hoer, baby like a fat bitch
Fly then move same like a plane and bust behind teas
Grand dad was a plam, uncle Sam a pimp
All I wanted is see how my dogs get a shot, they did
Looking on my jewels , no bullshit nigga shutting me
Drop the top of my new car ain’t nothing in my heart
Hate the shots of my new choppers, sixty nine your bro
Lil bro will brought and clean it at your bag, crip
What this spot, ain’t big enough this simple lists
Limping back but now Luisiana ball
I let my chopper and push the nigga throw it up
305 them boys bust some food
That’s why I fucked your bitch and holly felt good
Fucked her like a man, shoulda heard her splash
Paper view, my pimping nigga, see OD my cash
Blowing switch and sweet south in your bitches on
I should claim this pussy nigga on my income text
Fifty rex go to black on the louna table
Same one step on the floor, will be the basic cable
Time waist up in the wait coming out, caught
As I slide out with this Presley bullet
Time to say a prayer so nigga ball your hair
An you better watch your hands in my grace lane
I ride down with this Presley bullet
ride down with this Presley bullet
Got the girl, got the boy and I got the hup
Tell the pussy crackers that can bring the dogs
Boy I use to blow it out but stay a second
Old school sheavy Elvis Presley BLVd
Be there prescription, pills we call the basic thang
Got bricks of Elvis Presley and is all for us
Look rose go rose and they role a pink
Hoers in the ship you know is ‘bout to sik
Never burn a brick they know how to bust thick
If you a fuck nigga, we will never leave
I’m in business with hitters and killers
My niggas gorillas how ball all the greyly
Rest of the niggas be roaf for the G niggas
Will ride for the niggas how blowing out whistle
Caught my city I’m like AC work nigga yeah under mirror
And old school left like that (?)
Bitch I’m in the hood I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
Got the dog grooving soft nigga in her heart
You can tell the cracker they could go and get the dogs
I’m riding down IFV say it on my face you can tell it how
You wide bitches can ball like a hale
Three black bitches wanna hale like a tale
One fat bitch when I fucked up over this side she fell
Stay to the floor, sound of the beat
Drunk all the hoers drop stop pound it again
Look at me now, I’m climbing again
She so wet I’m drawing in here
MGG tell the cracker go get the dogs
And win them dogs, don’t find anything
You can tell them crackers go get some ball
Get some balls yeah, true and they zip again
G was just trapping on that boy and that’s just how it should be
I’m riding down in Elvis Presley bullet
Bitch I’m in the hood I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
Got the dog grooving soft nigga in her heart
You can tell the cracker they could go and get the dogs
Robbery on the routine face the chopper all of the places
Messed up til the (?) clap but we (?) til our choppers(?)
A pistol and a skill again that nigga’s acid
A key and car if you get caught, put in federal opinion
Moving bricks like a car trap the piddle in time
Roll down all the chicken but how we moved down for that
Misunderstand take for nowhere and get the dope
If I park this instead of get low we kick ‘em dope
I got no bases with this plugs I got to hot the sign
Get my boy a case and his mouth (?)
Get you sucker dick up and you (?)
(?) until all your meme’s
If they give up with Sam and Smith
Y’all will get a grammy
I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
Got the dog grooving soft nigga in her heart
You can tell the cracker they could go and get the dogs
Ball up on the (?) art, hup on my niggas slow
I don’t fuck with you but I know I probably fucked your hoer
Holey is only a bullet (?),hup on my niggas slow
Shut it out in the morning, did it on a corner and hit down for a prison
I’m the man of all that scene
You can’t stand the rain like Timberland and Miss (?)
Get the fuck out of this Mephise, we hand without and (?)
Dope dealers, stone cold and go killer
Hustle get money nigga , smart niggas, call it when we hop and rock niggas
I’m riding down in Elvis Presley blvd
My trofee full of bay R (?) then I fucker you chick
Nigga is Memphis, choppers in your mouth like a dentist
Watch your paper, you fucking with
And what all that bitches sucking dick
I’mma legend in these streets
Eyes fuck, all green sit inside, always gone up the hopic waves
