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• Artiste: Tha Joker
• Titre: We Do It For Fun Pt.1
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My name is Joker, habitual smoker I burn so many trees that I have splinters in my toaster I need a bitch to stay below my waist like a holster And then I sit my cup up on her booty like a coaster I brag about my money so they're calling me a boaster I holla' giddy up like I was on the Ponderosa You say that you can't feel me, well come a little closer I'll show you what a gangster looks like, at least supposed to My blunt is filled with very deadly weed, I call it Doom My eyes stay low like a gay dude's in the mens bathroom (No Homo) Do you marvel at my flow, or shiver at my genius? You'd think of STDs from all the hickeys on my penis We let the beat live, these other rappers are a bore I kill so many tracks they recognize me at the morgue I bought a 20 pack of Trojans on my last trip to the store I did a show that night and had to go the next day to buy more You can test me if you want, examination if you choose But my Glock will leave your shirt looking like Dorothy's shoes No little Dorothy, see home is a place that I can't go After a couple puffs I'm somewhere over the rainbow I have these hoes afraid to take a look into their mirrors Skeet somethin' on their faces that resembles Aloe Vera Replied to the officer, "That's parsley on my seat" We pass the blunts to one another like batons at a track meet Exactly, I know just what you pee-ons are thinking {Mississippi niggas ain' shit! } I don't see haters like I'm blinking My money keeps on growing while your fan base keeps shrinking You wish you were a psychic so you could rap just what I'm thinking