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Lonely Island We’ve been here for a minute now This some grown man shit
I got that diaper money, I got that diaper money Dude I got that diaper money, I’m a grown ass man
Ayo I got that diaper money ‘cause my kids needs to shit So I stay on my hustle to keep my pocketbook thick I got papers and papers and papes All for baby’s mistakes Just so my carpets and drapes (don’t get shit on em)
I got that diaper money, I got that diaper money Dude I got that diaper money, I’m a grown ass man
I got that wife pussy, I got that wife pussy I got that wife pussy, I got that pussy on lock
I got that wife pussy on lock 24/7 Whenever she lets me I’m insane pussy heaven And the best past about it Is no one else can have it And also I can’t have it unless she says I can
See a girl on the street, man I can’t so I won’t See my wife at home, man I would but she hits my guts
Wife pussy, I got that wife pussy I got that wife pussy, I got that pussy on lock
I got that grave plot, I got that grave plot I got that grave plot, it’s right off the highway
Wobble dee, wobble dee drop into my grave plot You afraid of death? Well I’m afraid not ‘Cause I got the bomb spot right off the highway I did it my way, a very small percent of the time way I got my coffin picked out Styrofoam painted like wood, tricked out It’s even got handles to lower me smooth And my tomb stone only has minimal typos
Grave plot, I got that grave plot I got that grave plot, right next to my dad
I got that diaper money, I got that wife pussy I got that grave plot, I’m a grown ass man