She said her name was lisa marie
And she was a beast
Woman so bad it’s illegal to speak
She said she like me and she was eager to meet
And I was just as eager, as eager as she
Body so sick u could eat off her feet
Go to the hospital, die in a week
She said she was a model, well obviously
Cuz I can sure picture her between my sheets
Baby was a flower wit rose petal cheeks
And every time she talk was like a gold medal speech
Intelligent, she shud teach
And if so, I wud be a nerd like Screech
I told her I would write a rhyme about her, and it wud be sweet
I said “I need the perfect track,” she said “thas deep”
Worked on it all nite, didn’t get no sleep
Now here is my song, and this is the beat

This is the beat
This this is the beat
And here is my song about lisa marie
She she she said her name was lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie

She said her name was lisa marie
And she was discreet
Her picture’s in the dictionary next to elite
I told her we can get away, we can retreat
Cut off my arms put em on her seat
Cut off my legs, put em on her head
So I [bad word] thru her mind like she does mine
And every time she smile it make me feel like a child
In the supermarket in the candy aisle
I saw a picture of her wit her panties down
I fall asleep and dream I’m a camera now
I would love to be the water in her shower
Or one of her bath towels
I told her I would write a rhyme about her, and it wud be sweet
I said “I need the perfect track,” she said “thas deep”
I worked on it all nite, didn’t get no sleep
Now here is my song, and this is the beat
[Lisa Marie Lyrics on [bad word] /www [bad word] ]
This is the beat
This this is the beat
And here is my song about lisa marie
She she she said her name was lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie

She said her name was lisa marie
And she was a piece
piece of fine art like a piece of Lalique
She was unique, exquis-ite
Like X Y Z, she [bad word] And I think she like butterflies,
Because she got one on her upper thigh
And her face is like summertime
Birthday the same month of mine,
With a different sign
Virgo, I go wherever her go
If she say so, I’m on her like a fur coat
In November she colder than December
She got me fallin like timber
I told her I would write a rhyme about her, and it wud be sweet
I said “I need the perfect track,” she said “thas deep”
I worked on it all nite, didn’t get no sleep
Now here is my song, and this is the beat

This is the beat
This this is the beat
And here is my song about lisa marie
She she she said her name was lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie
Li-lisa marie, li-lisa marie