Lyrics:
Well, my time has come quickly
I go lickety-splitly
Down to my ol' '55
Well, I pulled away slowly
I was feeling so holy
God knows
I was
Well, my time has come quickly
I go lickety-splitly
Down to my ol' '55
Well, I pulled away slowly
I was feeling so holy
God knows
I was
the rhythm on a fifty gallon drum
don't wait for Tom, Tom?s long gone, he's already moved on
Don't wait for Tom
I saw an ol? ?55 Buick just before the dawn
I
home, home
Ride free
With them high falcons in the sun
Ride the thermals on down
In that ol' 55er
And the motor song
That comfort hum
On the A.M.
home, home
Ride free
With them high falcons in the sun
Ride the thermals on down
In that ol' 55er
And the motor song
That comfort hum
On the A.M.
hit this bitch
Get some scratch when my itchy itch
Same ol shit 55th
Liquor sto - 63rd
We gon grind til we get rich
Every lane mine
You sit, we swerve
alışverişten 00:52
bu yanlış yola sap 00:53
ol bi baltaya sap 00:55
elimde mag us block 00:56
açtım hayratı sağa 00:58
solda var bilekler 1:00
kırılır kemikler
the store.
Meanwhile I'm in Miami fuckin on a bad hoe. Head Hanging over the balcony of the 55th flo.
“Ol bitch ass niggas can't fuck wit me
Yeah big TrapBoss
of town
I had a '55 Chevy when I was fifteen
I painted it red cause I was still green
Hell I couldn't even afford to buy it gas
Had a .410 rifle
she could do to me
She does that thing that strippers do with it,
She has that big ol' stripper booty,
I ain't trickin' miss cutie watchin' money
same same ol' shit
Crayola with that played playa shit
Crayola with that kid crayon shit
Crayola with them ol' spray on hits
All fucked up ways
ol' plow
Flashin' them weird blue lights
You drive them snowplows around these parts
You gotta have a real thick hide
'Cause ya never quite know what
İnciden bu yaka
55 plaka
Samsunspor gadaşım bu
Büsbütün fiyaka
Anca sürçü lisan üstün geldi küstüm iltifata
Tribün 55 ayakta, kayış koptu bizde gada
choppas, fully loaded
Big ol' watch, got it staring in they face
Ask yo bitch, I got bands by the weight
Real runner, I just drove 'em outta state
I'm
So you work on the John F. Kennedy which is a big ol' Navy boat?
He told me that you do and you look like you love to deepthroat
You look like
dön bakim
Sesini aç gaza bas yada öl fuck it
Vur vur vur patlatsın 808
Kaltaklara af yok saf cocain
Gibi drill shit arkama fırkateyn
55 ghetto bunun
On a good ol' fashioned Sunday drive
Surfin' heat waves
We'll find that rusted sign
On Highway 55
Broken asphalt and a dead end
Ghost town drive in
autres
Mais moé, dans la vie, j’pense j’ai trouvé comment c'est qu’ma vie a va finish
Ol’ Bobby Nel à Saint-Bo avec un douze su'l porche (hey)
Première
'bout this big ol' hole in the ozone?
What's wrong with the world today
Things just got to get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don't understand
Maybe we
'bout this big ol' hole in the ozone?
What's wrong with the world today
Things just got to get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don't understand
Maybe we
lights
Won't shine on you
Baby, this ain't California
Its the same ol' place you couldn't wait to leave
So, before you make your mind up
Baby, let me
Siktir git hadi kaybol
Gönlüm hep güzel lan raad ol
İnce detay
Le-le Lewaya şâd ol
Ya da bunu boşver
Sen muff ol (Ya)
Kruvaze konyak hep yek zarsa
who can cook
And when there's another fine girl she won't mind if I look
I just want a girl with a big ol' butt
And when she gets mad she won't kick me
or something. Ol' lame ass. Headass nigga[02:03.29]Laughing at you, take you as a joke[02:05.77]"Murder" what I wrote with the pen[02:07.80]That's
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