Murcielago (Doors Go Up) - DJ Khaled, Birdman, Meek Mill

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!