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Back to the '50s · Back to the '50s, Vol. 2 · Back to the '50s, Vol. 3 · Back to the Early 50s · The Baby Boomer Classics: The Best of 50s Party · The Best of the Shakin' 50s · Greatest Groups of the 50s · Guitar Player Presents Legends of Guitar - Rock: The '50s, Vol. 2 · Radio Classics of the 50s · Risque Rhythm: Nasty 50s R&B – and 90 other albums »
We were stylish and young, second to none Coming on up the right way, yes, those were the days That was the way things in the 50's were done, now
what I thought about the 50's rock n roll Then they got into their limousine and fell into a hole I moved into the kitchen and I quickly fell in love
in the 50's and 60's It became "the black american dream." Open housing paved the way as middle-class blacks flooded into the city Whites don't buy
got bad The hope would chase away the sad And hope was sometimes all they had Between the two of them The 40's came and the 50's went
sitting pretty Rollie on the wrist that be sitting pretty Sitting pretty, sitting pretty, sitting pretty, sitting pretty Throwing 100's and 50's if she
no snitch but if I did it ain't no biggie dog 'Cause that's Biggie dog All that's coming out the mouth of the nigga you used to know as being 50's dog
the mouth of the nigga you used to know as being 50's dog But I got tired of being 50's dog Had to break my chain and cut that nigga 50 off Whole team
50's and three yellow lemons And someone to take me home And I'd forgotten the one who was sailing on the water down beside where you don't go
This is the house of MoJive You take the R&B from the rhythm and blues The 50's style And the dancing shoes A little bit of soul A little bit
had on the past, an got some money lil partna said I'm goin to throw up some money I ain't talking about 1's 5's and 10's I'm talking about 50's
collection you see Chain worth a millie you sill wille a millie and 20 Uh man I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 50s an 20s I pass out 100s and 50s We make
He's out there somewhere every night Where the music's playing loud Doing all the 50's steps, in a 1980 crowd The dim lights hide his millage lines
me, greed Open up in my mind Oh so conned to be jerked back into the 50's And become some macho scum that makes me bleed Oh why will you turn on me? Why
shoes like hooves in the dirt Her clutch bag reflected the sun and steel The 50's movie, so many squealed There’s no direction home she pleads She
You can't be allergic to them 50s and 100s I pull up hopped out and I'm reeking of weed I pull the racks out and I'm reeking them G's I pull the guap
humming, see the stickle burrs on your sock Sure signs you spent some time in beautiful Luckenbach! Yehaw! In the 50's people moved to cities,
50's diner taught me tonight I'm almost dead I miss you as a friend I miss my favorite kid Don't you remember when we took that trip To the white sands?
don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like
hollerin for you I got three 50's and eight 20's I'll give you these three 50's if you rollin wit me the rest goin on a mothafuckin hotel Soulja Slim got
kicking up dust Half a million people living in the corpse of the brown brick 50's To the north, all the small town outcasts are now big city bourgeoisie
priority. Washington say's so too. Tell him to get here fast. 50's on the move. [Chorus] Steve I gotta say Thank You, For all you've done for me.
so too Tell him to get here fast 50'S on the move Steve I gotta say thank you For all you've done for me The nights are dark and lonely When you're
had in the 50s and the 60s. A Porsche 356, or a 190SL. A 1600 Spider or a Citreon DS. Or a pale blue E-type.
And she was hot, in a 50's dress She was hot, her lips were flashing red I was lost, in her burning flesh I was hot, I was dripping sweat She was hot,