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migos - brown paper bag lyrics

[intro: offset]
hah, p-ssy
f-ck all these n-gg-s man
yeah we havin’ this sh-t too n-gg-
yeah young n-gg- havin’ this money and sh-t
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 b-tch, when she f-cking, you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
i had a dream in the pool i was swimming through cash
that’s your main b-tch?, i was f-cking her first (smash)
go grab the margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose
these b-tches went missing when i was just hurtin’ (these b-tches went missing, where, where?)
i put your b-tch 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 b-tch (sign her)
let me remind ya b-tch (remind ya)
i am a walkin’ lick (lick)
but i am with the sh-ts (i’m with it)
click, click, click, click sh-t, and i sprung my wrist (bla)
money is over a b-tch (money)
go to the mall in a bentley (wwrrr)
money is bigger than winfrey’s
sippin’ codeine out a simply’s
i do not f-ck with the enemy (no!)
30,000 to the dentist
drums, thirty extensions (30)
we pull up where we got no (bidness)
we f-ckin’ 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 b-tch when she f-cking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
i had a dream in the pool i was swimming through cash
that’s your main b-tch, i was f-cking her first (smash)
go grab the margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex)
these b-tches went missing when i was just hurting (these b-tches went missing, where?)
i put your b-tch on the xan, then put on her perkys (xanny xanny, perky perky)
that was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan)

[verse 2: quavo]
quavo
i put your b-tch 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 talking about 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 b-tches go get the bag, the baddest b-tches (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 b-tch, when she f-cking, you going out sad (sad, huh, sad)
i had a dream in the pool i was swimming through cash
that’s your main b-tch, i was f-cking her first
go grab the margielas, right there with the fur (hey)
flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex)
these b-tches went missing when i was just hurting (these b-tches went missing, where, where?)
i put your b-tch on the xan then put on her perkys (xanny xanny, perc perc)
this was a part of the plan, get millions its working

[verse 3: takeoff]
brown paper bag
wad full of cash (cash)
paparazzi flash
jeweler gave me gl-ss (splash)
never look back at my past
sip slow and live fast (actavis)
i ended up in first place but i swore a n-gg- started last (i swear)
i would walk empty-handed but a n-gg- knew i had to get a bag (knew it)
i was raised by my mama, so a n-gg- 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, then take em to cam (here)
no evidence on who i am (nah)
cause i can’t afford to get jammed (ah-ah)
cuffin’ b-tches i don’t stand ’em (n-body)
all my b-tches yeah i share ’em (b-tch)
f-ck ’em, but you gotta pay ’em (pay up)
break the bread up with the fam

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