Elvis Presley BLVD Song Lyrics
Elvis Presley BLVD by Rick Ross Hood billionaire
Lookin at these quiet nuts
I'm making more with the baking soda,
Don't hate on me
You know where I'm at ,dog
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs
I got Priscilla
I got Vanilla,
Ive been that nigga, Ive been that nigga
I bend that corner, I'm stacking scrilla
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogs
My face familiar, my face familiar
Half a milli for the whip,
This b**ch'll hurt your feelings
I could fly Brazillian, 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 gonna holla ''good God''
You feel that itch, you feel that itch?
That Camaro moving fast, boy, I'm getting rich
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogs
Run up in the chopper,
I push the panic button
Lil' 'Toine snorting coke, he ain't scared of nothing
Bumping player fly until a player die
Charged them for the nine gram, but I gave a five
My baking soda fine,
I'm baking over dimes
I got them brown bags,
I bet they know the smell
I'm riding down Elvis Presley BLVD
Can I park an airplane in a nigga yard?
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the boy, got the girl, and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs
Fresh in them sneakers, pills up,
I'm stepping on the dogs
Bringing 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 sh*t up like Africans
Me gold in me mouth, run my nigga like leprechaun
Lamborghini or Ferrari, watch these b**ches come
Packing funds all because me go quick to rob the clubs
Me go an hour full of slugs,
Left these bodies full of slugs
Met me on the south side of the city with the whole thing
Iced them with the heater,
Took the sh*t, it's a cold game
These niggaz know I done it,
Now there's rumors they want my head
Got my Russian b**ch sleeping with me right in the bed
My niggaz killing about this sh*t,
For realling about this sh*t
f**k around and get a hundred years, dog, for about this sh*t
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the dogs, Rugers off, nigga, in the heart
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the dogs
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm riding down on Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the boy, got the girl, and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they can bring the dogs
Bring the dogs
They can bring the dogs
Go get the dogs
Go bring the dogs
Go bring the dogs
Go bring the dogs
Go get them dogs
Go get them dogs