Brown Paper Bag (feat. Fat Joe, Juelz Santana, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Young Jeezy)

DJ Khaled, we the best, we the best, man, listen Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money You really wanna talk money? Real, that's all I can tell 'em Just wrap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em, come on Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Thank God for those days, thank God for those nights Though it might seem wrong, thank God for that white They used to call me the Pyrex kid aka Young Arm & Hammer In the kitchen with the pots, yeah, I work the glass Hard on 'em, pimp, yeah, I work 'em task And when they came in, we unpacked 'em all Broke 'em all down and unwrapped 'em all Just two words, duffle bag I just know it so well, can't help but brag Gold mouth got 10, mail man got 3 It's just yo' 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 the bad 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 who just caught twin Can't even relax in my room That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof This for my getting brown paper bag money This for my trippers getting black plastic bag money We talkin' 'bout that bad money That IRS, K Tax money, ya dig me? Just made a hundred of that brown paper bag money I thank God for the meal you prepared for me Take care my fam' and my little dog, money Thank God for that brown paper bag, that Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Just pulled over in my CM 5 Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide Got 20 in the trunk, you can bet me five 20 minutes and they dump, I'ma let these fly We the best, look at what we drive Got picnic tables on my lap, gettin' high In the back of the Maybach and it cost five Hundred thou' on a, spent that with a smile Stackin' numbers that alarm and race White house, still move brick of law in a day I'm that Bin Laden, boy, I'll bomb ya state I ain't come to stay, I got a post bar and a date Two million in the bag, ain't one to brag You don't know the feelin' when the villain peelin' in a Jag Just starin' at the ceilin', ten woman at your pad I was at the center, now I see villain just in fact, I'm a boss Just spent a hundred of that brown paper bag money It feels good to be Young Money, Cash Money Rehab, I'm addicted to fast money I got stacks of rubber bands up in that Brown paper bag Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Brown paper bag Practice makes perfect, I'm relaxing at rehearsal I'm a motha professional like Hershel Walker, the talk of the game is I But I wonder will they still be talkin' after I die But that's not important, money's more important And understand I been in that water like I was snorklin' Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin Miami, Khaled took me in like an 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 bustin' Carson I'm by myself to running mouths like auctionists T Streets my brotha, V V's my brotha And we stay on point like a box cutter Ya heard what I say,? Did I stutter? 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 front and I'll zip you in a bag, money For the cash, I'll blast anybody that Brown paper bag Brown paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Brown paper bag Y'all want coka music La Costra Nostra flow, show ya how to do this Pin it so easy, cave doin', we simply the best, don't confuse it I confuse it, critics be hatin' Best album yet, don't give me the same ratin' I'm waitin' top of rap Rushmore Edge of stone, right beside puns war Unsure, anything's possible 4 mill spent, bought out the art classu I'm Picasso in a Versace suit Don't worry, my, Khaled, I got you Not just 'cause I want to 'cause I got to Put the squad on your back, the impossible It's only logical to spit it from the heart Brown paper bag, who else but Joey got that Brown paper bags Brown paper bags