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Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man Whoo we nikka (listen) Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money You niggas really wanna talk money? Shit real that's all I could tell 'em Just rap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em c'mon Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is) Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white They use to call me the pirex kid, aka young arm and hammer In the kitchen with the pots yeah work the glass Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task And when they came in we unpacked 'em all Broke 'em all down and unwrapped 'em all Just two words nigga duffel bags I just know it so well I can't help but brag, old man got 10 mail man got 3 And just your luck the rap game got me hold up Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him 'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking with an accent SongtexteJust cartwin, can't even relax in my room, That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money We're talking that bad money, that i.r.s can tax money you dig me Just made a hundred of that brown paper bag money I thank god for the meal he prepared for me Taking my fam and my li'l dog money Thank god for that brown paper bag that Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (c'mon) Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (we the best) Just pulled over in my 7-5 Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me 5 20 minutes in they dump I'm gonna let these slide We're the best Look at what we drive got picnic tables on my lap getting high In the back of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou When the nigga, spent then with a smile Stacking numbers that alarm and race White house still moving bricks alarm today I'm that bin lading boi I'll bomb the state I ain't come to stay I gotta post bond today 2 million in the bag, I ain't wanna brag You don't know the feeling when the villain peeling in the jag Just staring at the ceiling 10 women that you had I was at the center now I see you feeling just a (fag?) Just spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money It feel good to be young money cash money Rehab I'm addicted to fast money I got stacks and rubber bands up in that Brown paper bag (you're dig) Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all) Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf of young money cash money) Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of new orleans let's go) Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal I'm gonna motherfucking professional like Hershel Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die But that's not important Money's more important And understand I been in that water like I was snorkeling Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin Miami Khaled took me in like a orphan Why did they start him? Now they can't park him I go into the booth and just change like clark kent Lamborghini dark tint Philly blunts cigar scent I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions To streets my brother Fefe's my brother And we stay on point like a fucking box cutter You heard what I said motherfucker did I studder With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out Coka baby man you know I already had money Definition of that brown paper bag money Try and front as if you in the jag money For the cash I'll blast anybody that Brown paper bag (that that that that) Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (coka baby cribs mania) Brown paper bag (we are simply the best the very best) You all niggas want coka music The costra nostra flow show you how to do this Pen it so easy, a caveman can do it Nigga we simply the best don't confuse it I confuse it, critics be hating Best album yet but give me the same rating I'm waiting top of rap Rushmore Etched in stone runt top puns war Unsure anythings possible 4mil spent bought out the art possible, I'm Picasso in the Versace suit, don't worry my nigga Khaled I got you, not just 'cause I want to 'cause I got to, put the squad on your back did the impossible It's only logical I spit from the heart, brown paper bag who else for Joe 2 guard that Brown paper bag Brown paper bag [thanks to melody for correcting these lyrics] Aus Songtexte Mania