[Hook: Bobby Capri] I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up! I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up! I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it [Verse 1: Bobby Capri] I'm in a catch 22, like a pa** to Emmit Now, what the f** should I do? Should I stand out here and get it? Or...just forget it; cause this sh** ain't worth my time? Work hard for that bullsh** pay and be content with that 9 to 5? I might get fired. On purpose Me working here, ain't working I'll collect that unemployment Then flip that sh** when the first come That's how this bout to go down I know that I should slow down But that paper come too fast... And there's way too much to go a-round Not to have my fair share of it I ain't sharing nothing Cause motherf**ers ain't ever held me down If anything, they held me back I've been through hell and back You can't forget where the hell we at Now, where the hell am I going? "To hell" if I don't "change my ways" That's what they say I find it mind blowing That, they don't mind throwing Rocks, living in a gla** house... With their curtains pulled all the way back Tryna see you a**ed out [Hook: Bobby Capri] I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up!
I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up! I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it [Verse 2: Troy Ave] Alright! alright! Paper chase Making base Flake to an oil paste Whether on or smoking it They gon let me know the taste You already snow the plate Lined with the paper Daily news, page 5 Air dry Weighed about a half Might lose a 2 I put a couple extra, you still up a few 3 point fevers Dimes no divas Them b**hes gon make you 600 And them eager Blow it on whatever! It always come back A n***a like me, sh**, I spend it on a strap Buy myself a Mac f** it, just mack Spend it on a chick if I'm f**ing up her Mac Now back to the grind Cause I love to shine Brown paper bags how you paying? Just fine All money good. Get it how you living Cause when it's time to spend it They don't ask you where you get it Powderrr! [Hook: Bobby Capri] I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up! I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it I got that brown paper bag With that green paper in it Coming to me one way With a million ways to spent it Hol' up! I know it only take a minute to blow it I'm hoping I don't do that sh** the day I get it