Rick Ross, Project Pat - Elvis Presley Blvd. lyrics

Hood Billionaire nigga need that quinine
I'm makin' more with the bakin' soda
Don't hate on me
You know where I'm at though

I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm ridin' 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 dogs
I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
Ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they
Can bring the dogs

I 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 stackin' scrilla

I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm ridin' 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 dogs

My 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 needle hit your vein
Your ass gon' holla "Good God"
You feel that itch, you feel that itch
That heroin movin' fast, boy
I'm gettin' rich

I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm ridin' 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 dogs

Run up in the trap, I push the panic button
Lil' 'Toine snortin' coke
He ain't scared of nothin'
Bumpin' Playa Fly until a player die
Charged 'em for the nine gram
But I gave em five
My bakin' soda fine, I'm bakin' over dimes
I got them brown bags
I bet they know it's mine
I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
Can I park an airplane in a nigga yard?

I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
Ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD (M-m-m)
Got the boy, got the girl and I got the heart
(M-m-m) tell them pussy crackers they
Can bring the dogs (Patta)

Crushin' them sleepin' pills up
I'm steppin' on the dope
Breakin' down a half a thing, mane
Get these puppies off hard work pays off
Get more if you sellin' soft
Catch you slippin out here though, my dog
We knock yo melon off
Memph-ghanistan, shoot them rifles
Long like African
Got them young boys shootin'
Shit up like Africans me gold in me mouth
'round my neck like leprechaun
Lamborghini or Ferrari
Watch these bitches come
Stackin' funds off the drugs
Me go quick to rob the plugs
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 sleepin' with
Me right in the bed
My niggas killin' 'bout this shit
Forreal'in' 'bout this shit
Fuck around and get a hundred years, dawg
About this shit

I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
I'm ridin' 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 dogs
I'm ridin' down Elvis Presley BLVD
Ridin' down 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 your dogs go get your dogs