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Elvis Presley Blvd. (feat. Project Pat)

Hood billionaire

Nigga need that quinine

I'm making more with the baking soda, don't hate on me

You know where I'm at thoughI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the hard

You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogsI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart

Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogsI got Priscilla, I got Priscilla

I got vanilla, boy, I got vanilla

I been that nigga, I been that nigga

I bend that corner, I'm stacking scrillaI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the hard

You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogsMy face familiar, my face familiar

Half a milli for the whip, this bitch'll hurt your feelings

I could fly Priscilla, send her in the mail

She got Meek Milly cellphone in the county jail

I'm at the car wash off on Elvis Presley Blvd

That nina hit your van, your ass gon' holla "good God"

You feel that itch, you feel that itch

That heroin moving fast, boy, I'm getting richI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the hard

You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogsRun up in the trap, I push the panic button

Lil' 'Toine snorting coke, he ain't scared of nothing

Bumping Playa Fly until a player die

Charged 'em for the nine gram, but I gave em five

My baking soda fine, I'm baking over dimes

I got them brown bags, I bet they know it's mine

I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Can I park an airplane in a nigga yard?I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart

Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogsCrushing them sleepin' pills up, I'm steppin' on the dawg

Breakin' down a half a thing, mane, get these puppies off

Hard work pays off, get more if you selling soft

Catch you slipping out here though, my dog, we knock your melon off

They cannot stunt, shoot them rifles long like African

Got them young boys shooting shit up like Africans

Me gold in me mouth, 'round my neck like leprechaun

Lamborghini or Ferrari, watch these bitches come

Stacking funds off the drugs, me go quick to rob the plug

Nigga mouth was full of slugs, left these bodies full of slugs

Met me on the south side of the city with a whole thing

Iced 'em with the heater, took his shit, it's a cold game

His niggas know I done it, now it's rumors they want my head

Got my Russian bitch sleeping with me right in the bed

My niggas killing about this shit, for realling about this shit

Fuck around and get a hundred years, dawg, about this shitI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

I'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the hard

You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogsI'm riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Riding down Elvis Presley Blvd

Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart

Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs

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