The Lonely Island - Diaper Money lyrics

Lonely Island we 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

Ayo, 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
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

Young Sandwich 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 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!