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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
At the video shop
Let me fly, fly you away
From all of the depression in you head
Caused by all the living in the red

I've got a bootleg version of Citizen
stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for
[The Lonely Island]
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut
Aye yo, new lonely island, two thousand eleven,
Let's get 'em Kiv!
Aye yo my dick don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow
My girlie looking
This might sound crazy but Imma do a song with Jay Z
With Dre on the beats and libs by Slimshady
And do this video you know like really ill, word
****
what I'm talking about?

Sure it's scary, but you can make a lot of money with a voice box
Get a voice box, walking around the streets of Manhattan
"You
One, two... 
One, two-One,two... 
Yo! 

Hey yo! The Streets Are Like A Jungle 
I'm countin' money in the jungle 
Hey yo! The Streets Are Like
and see it all
She's gonna see it all

Watchin the people on the street today
Such a lonely sight
'Swore she could see their dreams go by
All cars
All that is sacred 
My body lay naked
Aching for some weeks, maybe it was a hostage taken
Some money making Jamaican
High for thuggery disgrace
chillin' in a hotel room, lonely 
But I thank God I'm with my homies 
But sometimes I wish I was back home 
But only no radio or video's gonna show me no
fill all over a Grand Ville
Money's something you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up ? If your one of them bitch
Nigga rich,
Sittin' up in the hotel room lonley
But I thank god I'm wit my homies
But sometimes I wish I was back home

But only no radio or videos
'Cause they show me
Looking in the mirror dreaming about blowing up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
about blowing up
To rock crowds make money
Chill wit the honies
Sign autographs and whatever the people want from me
Shits funny
How impossible cream
they'll tell you that some MC Jermaine
Money anything, you seen the video
? I been half the globe
(Tell 'em!) (Ladies)

We stay fly, no lie, and you know
the Belt Parkway for Coney Island festivals
Remain with a pain in the testicals
The fifth girl this month said she want to be platonic friends
Game is void,
screamin, "I'm so poor"
Hit records, bangin videos but I'm so poor
Yo, can I hold somethin? I'm fucked up, duke
You can tell by my jeans and my scuffed up
What's all the noise about? 
Have some respect shut the fuck up 
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up 
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
What's all the noise about? 
Have some respect shut the fuck up 
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up 
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
What's all the noise about? 
Have some respect shut the fuck up 
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up 
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
you think started all this makin' ?
Ask the girls they'll tell you that some MC Jermaine
Money anything, you seen the video
? I been half the globe