Diaper Money

Lonely Island,

We've been in it 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

Yo, I got that diaper money cause my kids need to shit

So I stay on my hustle to keep my pocketbook thick

I got papers and papers and papes, all for my 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

J-Orgus

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 in same pussy heaven

And the best part 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 and I can't, so I won't

See my wife at home and I would, but she hates 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-dy, wobble-dy, 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 tombstone 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