Brown Paper Bag

[Intro]

All brown paper bag (Uh-Oh)

All brown paper bag (Uh-Oh)

All brown all brown - Fi-Fi-Fill (Haha) it up wit' more

[Chorus]

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

I got that paper bag full of paper, bag full of kush

Big choppa, I could hit you from a hundred foot

What's happenin' Wardy? How you want it, buddy?

Them bitches checkin' for me, tell 'em I'm with Swizz Swizzy

They call me Wizzy Fizzy, holla back, right now I'm busy

I am the president, you just play your position

And I hope that door don't hit ya, get up out my office crawfish

Don't let them sharkys get ya, this beat's a car collision

Check out my car collection, yeah, look at my rims, ho

Mercedes wit' them kidneys, nah, that's a Benzo

I don't pop them pills, no, but I pop them rubber bands

Man, I can get like fifty thousand in that brown bag

[Chorus]

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Yeah, Birdman in a Benz with the duffel stuffed

Got a chopper with a drum and one iced up

Them people hot around my way, but we don't give a fuck

We on the grind for the shine, tryna come up

A black MAC, black 6, and a black Hummer

Them thirteen hundreds, fourteen hundreds, we be gettin' money

Drop it off, get to work, nigga, keep it runnin'

Garbage bag full of cash, nigga, keep it comin'

In my hood, Red Phantom, nigga, we be stuntin'

Got the block blocked off, nigga, we be hustlin'

Brown duffel bag filled up with cash

Sixteen years old with a brand new Jag, bitch

[Chorus]

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

All brown paper bag, fill it up with ones

Fill it up with ones, fill it-, fill it up with ones

[Verse 3: Swizz Beatz]

Now, now, now, money, cars, clothes, ho's, all a nigga know so

I'm from the ghetto, so give me my pesos

All brown paper bag, I could fill it up with ones

Nigga, fill it up with ones, hey, fill it up with ones

I think that she's a stripper, dancer, dancer, dancer

Dancer, ayy, stuff it in the thang dog

Damn right I be poppin' my collar

In a all black Impala, make them fiends wanna holla

Got the suade on my headrest, gold on my damn rims

Ayy, triple gold link, sucka, I ain't ridin' thin

You want me? Come and get me

I'm in 360 (Ferrari, man), Cash Money's with me