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DJ Khaled

"Brown Paper Bag"

[Intro: Offset]
Hah (know what I mean), pussy
Fuck all these niggas man
Yeah, we havin' this shit too, nigga
Yeah, young nigga havin' this money and shit
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, yeah for real

[Hook: Offset]
Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch, when she fucking, you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That's your main bitch?, I was fucking her first (smash)
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose
These bitches went missing when I was just hurtin' (these bitches went missing, where, where?)
I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky)
That was a part of the plan, get millions is workin'

[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset!
I'm 'bout to sign your bitch (sign her)
Let me remind ya bitch (remind ya)
I am a walkin' lick (lick)
But I am with the shits (I'm with it)
Click, click, click, click, shoot and I sprung my wrist (bla)
Money is over a bitch (money)
Go to the mall in a Bentley (wwrrr)
Money is bigger than Winfrey's
Sippin' codeine out a Simply's
I do not fuck with the enemy (no!)
30,000 to the dentist
Drums, thirty extensions (30)
We pull up where we got no (bidness)
We fuckin' these stars for fitness
Bankrolls are large, you feel me? (large)
I'ma go get me a bag (bag)
They gon' be bitter and mad (mad)
They already know it's a fact (they know)
Go to the show with a gat

[Hook: Offset]
Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch, when she fucking, you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That's your main bitch?, I was fucking her first (smash)
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex)
These bitches went missing when I was just hurtin' (these bitches went missing, where, where?)
I put your bitch on the Xan then put her on Perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky)
That was a part of the plan, get millions is workin'

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Quavo
I put your bitch on Henny, on Henny and Coca (coca)
You saying your wrist is rocky, well I got some boulders (Rocky Balboa)
Ice on my neck, cold shoulder (ice)
You talkin' 'bout modern day rap, but don't know the CULTURE
50 bands in the motor (bands)
12 can't pull me over (skrr)
Snowball, think it's polar
Hotline, Motorola (brrrt)
Fancy bitches, go get the bag, the baddest bitches (bad)
Age of 23, I was in the magazine, the Forbes edition (Forbes)
Brown paper bag (oh)
When you get it make sure you count your racks (racks racks whoo)

[Hook: Offset]
Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash)
Smashing your hoe on the low and she calling me dad (smash, dad, smash)
Cuffing that bitch, when she fucking, you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash
That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash)
Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex)
These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where, where?)
I put your bitch on the Xan then put on her Perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky)
This was a part of the plan, get millions is working

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Brown paper bag (bag)
Wad full of cash (cash)
Paparazzi flash
Jeweler gave me glass (splash)
Never look back at my past
Sip slow and live fast (Actavis)
I ended up in first place but I swore a nigga started last (I swear)
I was born empty-handed but a nigga knew I had to get a bag (knew it)
I was raised by my mama, so a nigga never really had a dad (never)
Remember that lick we had hit? (yup)
Broke in and we found the stash (okay)
20K right by the stand (20k)
Wrapped up in a brown paper bag (ah man)
That wasn't part of the plan (had to)
Take out the tape from the cam (here)
No evidence on who I am (nah)
'Cause I can't afford to get jammed (uh-uh)
Cuffin' bitches, I don't stand 'em (nobody)
All my bitches, yeah, I share 'em (bitch)
Fuck 'em, but you gotta pay 'em (pay up)
Break the bread up with the fam

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