Paper Plates
 作词 : Pharrell/Darold Brown
 作曲 : Pharrell/Darold Brown
 Yeah

 You know that feeling from the paper plates
 Hitters squintin' like they just been maced
 Rub it in their face until it's chafe (Woo, yeah)
 Richard Mille shinin' no way (Woo, yeah)
 Star Kawasaki in the night (Yeah, right)
 Flame throwin' zombies out the way

 In the cut like a razor
 Hunnid thou' for the Jacob
 Clear face, no makeup
 On the finger, a glacier
 Hood Pope got his cake up
 Got a scope with a laser
 Up in Harlem buyin' acres
 My closet in danger
 Hit her when I had the custom new teeth
 All these cuts likе I'm friends with Bruce Lee
 Hundred hoеs like I'm a loose leaf
 Jungle music like I'm Fela Kuti
 Tunnel vision, nigga, **** the groupies
 You's a fan, how you try to sue me?
 Mama first class, now she boujie
 Livin' bigger than BIG in Juicy

 You know that feeling from the paper plates (Woo)
 Hitter squintin' like they just been maced (Right, yeah)
 Rub it in their face until it's chafe (Woo, yeah)
 Richard Mille shinin' no way (Woo)
 Star Kawasaki in the night (Yeah, right)
 Flame throwin' zombies out the way

 Julius Ceasar with a Ceasar
 Floatin' on 'em like Jesus
 Pass the keys to the beamer
 Piss Chris Fallica
 Not if I'm one to lead her
 Flip phone got the heaters
 Another deal with Adidas
 You can miss with the features
 I'm Puff with the grey patch sippin' Chris
 Only nigga make my niggas rich
 Life is sweeter than licorice
 Uncle used to be mixin' grits
 Tiffanys put the wrist in drip
 God, I'm sicker than syphilis
 Chariot for my emperors
 P in Harlem and they kickin' flips
 You know that feeling from the paper plates (Woo)
 Hitter squintin' like they just been maced (Right, yeah)
 Rub it in their face until it's chafe (Woo, yeah)
 Richard Mille no way (Woo)
 Star Kawasaki in the night (Yeah, right)
 Flame throwin' zombies out the way

 Yeah, yeah, yeah