Lyrical Breakdown of Brown Paper Bag - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Brown Paper Bag" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Migos weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Brown Paper Bag" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Migos employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Migos's narrative.

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Hah, pussy Fuck all these niggas man Yeah we havin' this shit too nigga Yeah y'all nigga havin' this money and shit You know what I'm talkin', yeah yeah for real Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (Smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (Sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (These bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the xan then put her on perkys (Xanny xanny, perky perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan) Offset! I 'bout to sign your bitch (sign her) Let me remind ya bitch (remind her) I am a walkin' lick (lick) But I am with the shits (I'm with it) Click, click, click, click shit and I spung my wrist (bla) Money is over a bitch (money) Go throw them all in a Bentley (wwrrr) Money is bigger than Winphrey's Sippin' codeine outta simplies I do not fuck with the enemy 30,000 to the dead niggs' Drums, thirty extensions (30) We bringin' but we got bid in (ya) We fuckin' 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 gag Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she callin' me dad (smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first (smash) Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (These bitches went missing, where?) I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (Xanny xanny, perky, perky) That was a part of the plan, get millions is working (plan) Quavo I put your bitch 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 bitches go get the bag, the baddest bitches (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) Brown (brown) paper (paper) bags (bags) (cash) Smashing your hoe on the low and she calling me dad (Smash, dad, smash) Cuffing that bitch when she fucking you going out sad (sad, huh, sad) I had a dream in the pool I was swimming through cash That's your main bitch, I was fucking her first Go grab the Margielas, right there with the fur (hey) Flexing on purpose, flexing on purpose (flex) These bitches went missing when I was just hurting (these bitches went missing, where) I put your bitch on the xan then put on her perkys (Xanny xanny, perc perc) That was a part of the plan, get millions its working Brown paper bag Wallet full of cash (cash) Paparazzi flash Jeweler gave me glass (splash) Never look back at my past Sip slow and live fast (Actavis) I ended up in first place but I swore a nigga started last (I swear) I would walk in empty-handed but a nigga know I had to get a bag (Know it) I was raised by my mama so a nigga never really had a dad (never) Remember that lick that we hit (yup) Broke in and we found the stash (okay) 20K right by the stand (20k) Pulled up with a brown paper bag (ah) Loubous, that's part of the plan (had to) Take out the tip from the cam (here) No ever dissin' who I am (nah) Cause I can't afford to get jammed (ah-ah) Cuffin' bitches I don't stand 'em (nobody) All my bitches yeah I share 'em (bitch) Fuck 'em, but you gotta pay 'em (pay up) Break the bread up with the fam