Don Cash - Elvis Presley lyrics

Elvis Presley It's like the bees in the trap when I roll by Baby you call me Don Cash is what I go by I could get you so high Me and you be so fly They ain't really know about rolling Til will roll by Watch the titles scroll by You got to play your role it's the movie kid Haters counterfeit what they spit ain't a duplicate These streets kinda cold if you wanna know the truth of it She let me shoot some pix Nothing on but her crucifix See it breathing like the city stuck in the winter Dropped an Iphone now it's grown a web of splinters Try to send a txt but I think I should have checked it She all like what the f** it's just my luck auto corrected Send me a picture thru the emails It's so many chasing cash But it's like cash just chase the females I'm floating in the cloud and you can tell by the aroma In the Bentley roamer Evidently it's a loaner Everyday you know we ride around gettin it Fly around getting it Lie around getting it Eye it down gettin it Write it down getting it Track it down getting it Back around getting it We getting more run than a track meet And hoes stripping off clothes like those Could attract me I don't mind a bit of acne If baby got back and Got it banging exactly Haters wanna click clack me But it ain't happened if you wanna contact me First the whirlpool then the sauna I can read you girl you saying no But I can see you wanna Everybody know it's my time Pull out a double nine flow And I still blow a fly rhyme Get that hate up off my timeline All y'all twitter thugs need to get out In the sunshine New style Players blowing loud in the background I'm throwin racks down Make it look like how my tracks sound Looking like a million Cash in my hands Honey stick around I got plans Everyday you know we ride around gettin it Fly around gettin it Lie around gettin it Eye it down gettin it Write it down gettin it Track it down gettin it Back around gettin it I ride around getting everything that I want Then I put it in the back before we hit the restaurant Where I order up a dish they ain't carry on the menu Just like I wrote you on postcards I ain't send you The tall tales yeah I like them long legs Hater see me in the street they wanna take me down a peg Why they worried bout my swag? It's they own that need attention It's my invention And y'all ain't want no intervention Rock like Barack with the unmarked escort Checkmate fate living life on a chessboard Monique crosstown Plus the twins living next door All I do is knock what the f** I need to txt for All black regal 87 t roof Pioneer tape dec k alpines is the truth Fuzzy dice in the mirror Buckets seats crushed velvet Y'all know what its Or can't you tell yet?