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Lonely Island We 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 You know, I got that diaper money Cuz 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 I got that wife pussy SongtexteI 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 sane 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 I 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-dee-wobble-dee-drop Into my grave plot You afraid of death Well I'm afraid not Cuz 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! Aus Songtexte Mania