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on the stereo
So stop the world and melt with me tonight

Meet me on the fifty-yard line of Shermer High
Life's too short to waste much time
So Allison, stay

to bring it home 
Got to run it up til my niggas on 
Til we riding round with the ceiling gone 
50 yard line selling out the dome 
Got to go to Rome phone

your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna get in the Georgia dome on the fifty yard line
when the dirty birds kick the tree
and if you like in the club we can

what's your fan-ta-sy

[Ludacris]
I wanna get in the Georgia dome on the fifty yard line
when the dirty birds kick the tree
and if you like in the club we

want to pass it up
To the next man had my walkman bumpin on
The fifty yard line and my adrenoline pumpin
Like a kill thriller driller tiller out with

Grown Folks too
50 Yard Line, you can catch me in Blue Ivory dude
Ain't even know y'all folks had a dress code
Yeah I'm dressing normal, I'm pulling up

all eyes on the gridiron
The crowd is going wild, we pushin' past the yard lines

In the first quarter, we are scoring touchdowns
In the second quarter,

I'm on mine 40 bars dash on the yard lines oh my 
My numbers off the charts and I been stayin on point like speeding dart I stole they hearts 
I'm

nephew
Ohio to Tampa man I swear this shit is special
Been rocking out since pampers now we tryna get he best view
50 yard line watching Brady thats a vet

back, stop it
Stole from my vision, pick pocket
Running up a play you can't see me stopping
50 yard line I'm deep up in the pocket
Tried to pass me up,

sound
Like I went from the fifty yard line to a touch down
I'm undisputed but you musta knew this
Comin back with a bunch of new shit
This the water

could never be another man like 100grand
Royce
Dinner at Carmines
5 On the yard line
Million dollar messages my phone is a goldmine
Nigga I want all mine

You can put me in a 1984 4x4 and I'm gonna wind up in the mud
Or 02 pontoon 50 horse Evinrude party cove burnt from the sun
Hit the 50-yard line

folks
It looks like our time's run out
We've got one foot in the grave and one foot on stage
We've come to the end and we're at the ten yard line
I'd like

shit gold
Face it bro
Time to make shit gold
All day all day all day all day i make shit gold
Face it bro
Time to make shit gold
From the fifty yard line

missed a kick
(Ahh)
From the 20 yard line
I was feeling so mad I could kill at that time
Had me thinkin bout a payback flip
Then I said "Chris Paul might

with the big dogs  
Step In this Yo, get smoked like a menthol 
Do a little blow, stay sharp like a pencil 
one yard line, put me right in the end zone

I'm standing on the 50 yard line
On the cold grey metal bleachers
Our old high school 
With the ghost of our old teachers
We flipped the tassel

and joy, where I'd leave my mark
The only place on earth where I felt free
Standing out there on that fifty yard line
Wearing number eighty-three

These days

down till we clean it 
I’m all I’m the field like them yard lines 
I’m planting these seeds and I want my garden the greenest 
It’s just me and my

a good time
Tryna D up every bitch one time for the fun time
Like they on the God damn motherfuckin' one yard line
I don't be lippin' an I don't be lockin'

Midnight on a 50 yard line with the stars in the sky 

And boy did we make some magic 



Get a little drunk on a Friday night 

Get a little close in

and know their meaning
The easy life
And I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line

Everytime they ask me, just tell em I play it cool
Wanna walk

grip yuh spine
Is like yuh disregard it
And it hold yuh at the six yard line
Is like you work so hard
Fi reach the stage and when a time fi shine
It