Tekst:
Fifty Four

Here the man draws the line for separation. (Old Vision). Watch the man build up his walls for isolation. (You make division). Walk no mile, I'm sick

Here the man draws the line for separation. (Old Vision). Watch the man build up his walls for isolation. (You make division). Walk no mile, I'm

Here the man draws the line for separation. (Old Vision). Watch the man build up his walls for isolation. (You make division). Walk no mile, I'm

friends whenever he spoke Eighteen fifty, really nifty Millard Fillmore's in Young and fierce was Franklin Pierce The man without a chin Follows next a period spannin' Four

little mama it's only right that I holla Love your face, love your smile, love that ass in a Prada Make it, bounce up and down like the six four impalla

Or do I look like a mind reader sir? I don't know Am I under arrest or should I guess some mo'? Well you was doin fifty-five in the fifty-four License

[Intro:] 1! 1-2! GRRR! [Verse 1:] I had five hundred grams in fifty-fifty-eight bags Four-hundred Benz eight-thousand in cash. Then the ball dropped,

I was reading a magazine And thinking of a rock and roll song The year was nineteen fifty four And I hadn't been playing that long When a man came on

me a plate or we pin ???m up proper. Only spent three dollars and forty four cent, nigga full, now I gotta get bent. Nigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty