Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Murcielago (Doors Go Up) , by - DJ Khaled. Release date: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Murcielago (Doors Go Up) |
| Birdman, what up? |
| Last time I seen bird, he said young nigga get this money |
| Fuck these niggas |
| And you know what I said |
| I said, fuck ‘em! |
| DJ Khaled |
| Uh, murcielago when the doors go up |
| And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up |
| But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down |
| And I pray to God he don’t Let my soul burn up! |
| Born sinner nigga, I was born winnin' |
| Heart cold, but my soul warm in it |
| Glock 40 and, I go to war with it |
| Steady aim, shoota' with a form, with it |
| And I go on tour with it |
| If I see it, then you know I’m gon get it |
| Yeah nigga, for the love of that paper |
| I got hoes sipping, liquor, six in the morning with it |
| I’d die for this cream, die for my dreams |
| As I stay and I fight on the side of the ring |
| With my back to the rope |
| Hear the crowd as they scream |
| But I come out on top like Mohamed Ali, woooo! |
| These hoes fuck so good |
| Now lil' nigga get money now! |
| Same bitches laughing at me I was dead broke |
| Gettin' head from 'em thinkin' how funny now! |
| Brand new Rolls Royce in the summer now |
| Big boy mink coats when they come around |
| And they wanna put a hole in my soul |
| Head shot for a hater now simmer down |
| Uh, murcielago when the doors go up |
| And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up |
| But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down |
| And I pray to God he don’t Let my soul burn up! |
| Uh, murcielago when the doors go up |
| And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up |
| But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down |
| And I pray to God he don’t Let my soul burn up! |
| Eight million dollars on a brand new Lamb |
| Suicide like revolvers don’t jam |
| Mountain top, nigga, high in this fame |
| Filthy rich, still doing my thing |
| Popped off, we had to pop that spot |
| Jewels flying, nigga, we so hot |
| Yachts, condos, living that life |
| I’ll do it again and I’ll pay that twice! |
| Uh, murcielago when the doors go up |
| And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up |
| But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down |
| And I pray to God he don’t Let my soul burn up! |
| Uh, murcielago when the doors go up |
| And when the money fall you know the hoes turn up |
| But, when the money gone you know the hoes turn down |
| And I pray to God he don’t Let my soul burn up! |