Dj Khaled Murcielago Doors Go Up Lyrics
Murcielago (Doors Go Up) by DJ Khaled
(Intro)
Birdman, what up?
Last time I've seen Bird he said 'young nigga get this money
Fuck these niggas!'
And you know what I said?
I said, fuck em!
DJ Khaled
(Hook)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!
(Verse)
Porsche and a nigga, I was rolling with it
Hot core, but my soul warm in it
Glock 48, I go to war with it
Steady, ain't Judah, with a foreign, with a switch
And I go to tour with it
If I see it then you know I'm gonna gon get it
Yeah nigga, for the love of that paper
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 road
Hear the crowd as they scream
But I come out on top like Mohamed Ali, woo!
These hoes fuck so good
Not love, nigga, get money now!
Same bitches laughing at me, I was dead broke
Getting head from em, thinkin I'm funny now
Brand new Rolls Royce in the summer now
Big boy need cars when they come around
And they wanna put it all on my show
Headshot for it and then I simmer down
(Hook x2)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!
(Verse)
Eight million dollars on a brand new Lamb
Suicide like revolvers don't jam
Mount top, nigga, high and it's fame
Filthy rich, still doing my thing!
Popped off, we had to pop that spot
Jewels flying, nigga, we're so hot
Yachts, condos, living that life
I'd do it again and I'll pay that twice!
(Hook x2)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!
Birdman, what up?
Last time I've seen Bird he said 'young nigga get this money
Fuck these niggas!'
And you know what I said?
I said, fuck em!
DJ Khaled
(Hook)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!
(Verse)
Porsche and a nigga, I was rolling with it
Hot core, but my soul warm in it
Glock 48, I go to war with it
Steady, ain't Judah, with a foreign, with a switch
And I go to tour with it
If I see it then you know I'm gonna gon get it
Yeah nigga, for the love of that paper
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 road
Hear the crowd as they scream
But I come out on top like Mohamed Ali, woo!
These hoes fuck so good
Not love, nigga, get money now!
Same bitches laughing at me, I was dead broke
Getting head from em, thinkin I'm funny now
Brand new Rolls Royce in the summer now
Big boy need cars when they come around
And they wanna put it all on my show
Headshot for it and then I simmer down
(Hook x2)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!
(Verse)
Eight million dollars on a brand new Lamb
Suicide like revolvers don't jam
Mount top, nigga, high and it's fame
Filthy rich, still doing my thing!
Popped off, we had to pop that spot
Jewels flying, nigga, we're so hot
Yachts, condos, living that life
I'd do it again and I'll pay that twice!
(Hook x2)
Murcielago and the doors go up
And when the money fine you know the hoes turn up
But when the money gone you know the hoes turn out
And I pray to God he don't let my soul burn up!