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
a moment that my chances Were approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear -I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
'll niggas want me to be a crook again I know how to do that man don't even play wid me like that yo We spit rap and fire brown paper bag Gat rap go
No time to fuck But you like the rush And where would we be without sums Deals we make Brown paper bag Makes for a hat When it rains on your head, mate
Oi Oi Oi We said Oi Fucking Oi We went out drinking one summer night So far so good, there were no scumbags in sight Went to the party and I had
well I don't get you at all It seems everyone around me is so good at faking it that I don't know Just how to act Around you I'm like a paper bag but
my neck ain't there for fun" But someday we'll all be old And I'll be so damn beautiful Meanwhile I'll hide my head, here in this paper bag 'Cause
Take my hands Take my arms Take my light If you don't I'm going home Tie my hands Tie my tongue The poison haze It comes over me again Yeah, the
Bow wow: i got brown paper bag money rag down over jag money been in the cut but no aint no scabs on me im so fresh so clean like old outcast money never
paper bag broke my heart today No one knows that it came form your hands The blood is still perched by the third letter form the right The red paper bag
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
that brown paper bag that Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (cmon) Brown paper bag (thank god for that) Brown paper bag (we the
wire around my neck aint There for fun But someday we'll all be old And I'll be so damn beautiful Meanwhile I hide my head Here in this paper bag
brown paper bag (Uh-Oh) All brown paper bag (Uh-Oh) All brown all brown - Fi-Fi-Fill (Haha) it up wit' more [Hook: Lil Wayne] All brown paper bag -Fill
gown for me You don't have to wear anything at all to be My paper bag queen, my paper bag queen My paper bag queen for free We are paper bags, We the paper bag
No time to fuck But you like the rush And where would we Be without sums Deals we make Brown paper bag makes for a hat When it rains on Your head