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Got Me a Bottle

50 Cent

Best of 50 Cent

2008

pissy when I was with you
But they don't make a liquor strong enough for me kiss you, nah

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
I don't fuck wit' scurry ass niggas

for real
This that TI versus Lil Flip
This that 50 Cent versus Ja Rule
This ain’t checkers more like chess in the park
I’m just waiting on you to make

gon crazy

Imma go crazy
Crazy for these blue strips
No dream nah I'm just livin lucid
Got it now spend a little on a new fit
Cause imma go crazy for

of Floyd done put that fear into many men
Many men
Fifty Cent Many Men
I'm not a fan can't pretend
Shit get crazy where my baby
Rock my baby FN
Shorty mad

the marathon tags on
They chest look at mine I got nothing
But fuck it I feel like running
Just like the latest new budgets
They running up like the bills
But I

each 
This shit is nineteen cents each 
I got twelve items please put me in express see the line is not so bad at all 
My basket feeling heavy, I got

Haaaaaa
(SYN shit n****)
Yeaaaa
(93Meexhie)
The underdog N****
(Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie)
YeeeeaHH
The Money, The Ice, The Shine,

What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,

I Get Money

Killa Kyleon

Houston Ain't No Problem

2008

ya dead then
9 shells, Mac-10,
"who wan get it cracking?!"
I was young, i couldn't do good
Now i cant do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy

like this and I'm been ballin' since a jit
Big Swerv', but I fell like 50 Cent, I shot niggas and went legit
Two hundred thou' on my wrist, eight

the same old shhhh

And while ya high you don't truly know why

You spent your cash so that you can buy

Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)

A fifty cent

Living Foul

GZA

Words from the Genius

1990

the same old shhhh
And while ya high you don't truly know why
You spent your cash so that you can buy
Some herb (word) and some Old E (yeah)
A fifty cent

flights are tragic
Laughing straight to the bank 
50 cent 
Tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents 
Jet lag but I still can't sleep
Sleep's for the rich 
Niggas

the club like I'm 50 cent
Smoking swishers
That's my elixir
Bad bitch bad bitch wanna take a picture
Don't do no flickas 
I'm a, I'm a 
Texas nigga, wood

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Hit the Block

T.I.

Part 3: When the North and South Collide

2007

five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that

By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac

to death and stripped, all over a bitch
Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth shit
Get ya ass kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent
I love New York, but the niggas

sense?

Say she off a molly and she feelin hella high
Got a lot of racks and you can tell when I walk by
Got a bad lil shorty and she tryna hit my line

upon me that's many men
50 cents you won't drive by mini van me
I spoke to your bitch said minute man you
I tend to spin blocks like ceiling fans uh
Bad

a Christian

That’s just the way this world’s designed

i’m On my 50 cent

I'll get rich or die trying

I'm taking control don't need them I keep climbing

I

were listening to 50 cent
He asked for 50 I gave him 20 procent
I once scammed a cucumber seller for 20 pesos
I'm dumb rich my competition is jeff bezos

another knot
Keep your bank on swolle and your honey in the pot, bitch

Because I can back it I can't help but talk shit
Feeling like 50 Cent when he

weren't fuckin' with me
I was fighting demons, peace of the city
Tryna get a kick, catch you at a buck fifty
New Balance got me fucking drippy
Young

Portrait of the Artist as a Hood

3rd Bass

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

the days
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Waitin for Dice to give the go ahead
Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
for a herringbone hear