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Thrift Shop

Macklemore

The Heist

2012

shit, it was ninety-nine cents (bag it)
Coppin' it, washin' it, 'bout to go and get some compliments
Passin' up on those moccasins someone else has been

tryin be da man of my city
All them flashing lights and cameras they with me
I'm da biggest boss like diddy and 50
I be dancing but I don't do no shiggy

Child's Play

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous

crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous

you carry
Gaining weight thinking you could do bad by yourself
It's eating your heart out
Stuff yo face waste of time you gon' need new belt
You don't

Blick gotta brand new 50
Tf said shootin ain't in me
Ima spook shoot till it's empty
Not gettin no money boy you lonely

I'm show rock ima rock by myself

Built my pyramid then built my ladder to success
Y'all many men 50 Cent
Either get rich or die trying
Steady hands
Never sweat under the spotlight
Make

pattern impediments
Serve a sermon of serpents
Always get better hands
Buck fifty, give a fuck 'bout two cents
Didn't get to grow and shed out a set

to state they know i'm staying busy
I'm gon hold it down, steady pushing p just like i'm diddy
I got ten up on the chain, I wrap my new bitch all in fendi
He

new whip
Y'all don't own this new crib
When your flow get too big
Know this new shit hold your two kids
That is no read, that's my two cents
Baby, we

Hold up (fuck)
Trap nigga lil baby
I don't give a fuck bout none of that man I got a couple plays to make
Man I ain't got time for all that lil shit

to pass
I can smell these lames from miles away
And I shine miles away
Baby give me head like it's the Carter 3
Lollipop 
Waking up to new money I diddy bop

live a life that was never true to them
Not a hunnid, you just fifty fifty
Diddy to my city, while you bitches itty bitty
Moving silly, that's the reason

Five fifty's on my feet
So I step with a new balance
Wokky inside my chalice
I accept the challenge
All that shit you say don't matter
Don't got my

Boss Life

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment

2006

and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper

glizzys
We won't think to leave you shitty
Slide with them threes, that shit ain't pretty
Twin Glocks, both holdin' that fifty
Since a youngan, chasin'

him
(remind him)
Do a drive-by when I say, Simon (say so)
Send him to kill ya, that’s a assignment
(go get him)
Set this shit on fire, change

knew this
At the spot, they lining up for the new shit
Hit my shot, line it up, like a pool stick

She know I'm coming up, bet, yea
At it sun up, sunset,

the greats like I'm Biggie rock forces like Nelly you know I don't fuck wit the 50's
I was popping them pilly's and smoking diddys fucking wit my lungs livers

The Mechanic

J.Armz

How to Be an MC, Vol. 50

high, hands up high

[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma

on someone payroll
Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
But I work by lantern
See, I figured out this pattern
I'm the only one with

Feeling brand new
Cause this shit got me moving
Ah
Got me grooving
Seeing through the
Smoke screens and illusions
Woah
Translucent
Ain't no lookin

ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I

i’m up right there by diddy nem 
If he run down bro get the strap like he 50 nem 
Try to run off with the work ha silly him 
Haa 
I mean he can try but