The Lonely Island - Diaper Money Lyrics
Lonely Island!We’ve been here for a minute nowThis some grown man shitI got that diaper money, I got that diaper moneyDude I got that diaper money, I’m a grown ass manAyo I got that diaper money ‘cause my kids is the shitSo I say I’m gonna hustle to keep my pocket but fitI got papers and papers and tapesAll for baby’s mistakesJust so my comperton drapes (don’t get shit on em)I got that diaper money, I got that diaper moneyDude I got that diaper money, I’m a grown ass manI got that wife *****, I got that wife *****I got that wife *****, I got that ***** on lockI got that wife ***** on lock 24/7Whenever she left me I’m insane ***** heavenAnd the best past about itIs no one else could have itAnd also I can’t have it unless she says I canSee a girl on the street, man I can’t so I won’tSee my wife at home, man I would but she hates my gutsI got that wife *****, I got that wife *****I got that wife *****, I got that ***** on lockI got that grave plot, I got that grave plotI got that grave plot, it’s right off the highwayWobble dee, wobble dee drop into my grave plotYou afraid of death? Well I’m afraid not‘Cause I got the bomb spot right off the highwayI did it my way, a very small percent of the time rangeI got my coffin picked outStyrofoam painted like wood, tricked outIt’s even got handles to lower me smoothAnd my tomb stone only has minimal typosI got that grave plot, I got that grave plotI got that grave plot, right next to my dadI got that diaper money, I got that wife *****I got that grave plot, I’m a grown ass man
