Lyrics

[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