We Do It For Fun Part 9 by Tha Joker (USA) Lyrics
[Tha Joker]
I wake up everyday and tell my money good morning
Look over to the right and ask yo bitch how she doin
Niggas try to test me but that's just a facade
Only way I have a challenger is if I bought a Dodge
We do it for fun got the whole country rockin
I swear it got more bars than trapped in a closet
I shittin on niggas, pissin on ho's
Somebody please find this guy a commode
I heard what you said but don't care what it's about
I always goin in like I can't climb out
Coconut with a twist bitch, I am in the lime
I'm hungry for this shit, bitch I should wear a sign
You might make a movie but I make history
Yo girl call me daddy and she swallowing her siblings
Frank lucas life, with a boston george swagger
Yo girl should join a circus cause she swallows hot daggers
In other news joker known to keep it funky
J's, J's, J's, My closet just Junky
You are picker, I am a logger
Hit yo girl with my trunk like frogger
Your a dream seller and yo blunt is filled with basement
I smoke before the party so I rise to the occasion
You know I'm a dog, but I'm never ever caged in
I'm humping your girl after dark, Michael Baisden
It'll be a problem if you don't show up for payday
Turn it into april 31'st, that's mayday
I'm on the road to riches and I'm in the fast lane
So when your bitch disappear, it wasn't david blayne
I don't break a sweat when I'm on this paper chase
I'm already here, the paper just late
I be doin ho's dirty, I can not lie
I don't say good night, I just tell em bye
Everytime I hit the club, I slam like a athlete
My gun put niggas in they place, it's a masterpiece
Tell yo girl to play her role, come and sour me
Then I pick her apart says biology
Sometimes I be feelin like lil weezy
I'm the fire man, I need cats n trees
On that Waka Flocka I love them gun sounds
Wish a nigga would, I'll chop em down
Hundred round clip, it'll send yo ass to glory
Yours only hold 16, statitory
She ready to rock, so my dick just climb out
Threw my kids against her walls like a time out
You say you a 100, but nigga I doubt it
I just keep it G, that's a thousand
Fruit got em goin crazy right on fruity loops
I'm the hottest thing around so she jumpin through hoops
Live life wasted, I ain't lyin
Joker too cold alcoholic like bryan
I touring all around the country off a mixtape
I don't make rental songs, but my rental break
Asked her who she wanna fuck, she said she don't care
All my ho's go live, I'm talkin on air
Joker too cold, I'm the new shit
Underground king, I'm the new flip
I can say I am the best, and I worry about Hova
Cause I'm still the mixtape joker
I wake up everyday and tell my money good morning
Look over to the right and ask yo bitch how she doin
Niggas try to test me but that's just a facade
Only way I have a challenger is if I bought a Dodge
We do it for fun got the whole country rockin
I swear it got more bars than trapped in a closet
I shittin on niggas, pissin on ho's
Somebody please find this guy a commode
I heard what you said but don't care what it's about
I always goin in like I can't climb out
Coconut with a twist bitch, I am in the lime
I'm hungry for this shit, bitch I should wear a sign
You might make a movie but I make history
Yo girl call me daddy and she swallowing her siblings
Frank lucas life, with a boston george swagger
Yo girl should join a circus cause she swallows hot daggers
In other news joker known to keep it funky
J's, J's, J's, My closet just Junky
You are picker, I am a logger
Hit yo girl with my trunk like frogger
Your a dream seller and yo blunt is filled with basement
I smoke before the party so I rise to the occasion
You know I'm a dog, but I'm never ever caged in
I'm humping your girl after dark, Michael Baisden
It'll be a problem if you don't show up for payday
Turn it into april 31'st, that's mayday
I'm on the road to riches and I'm in the fast lane
So when your bitch disappear, it wasn't david blayne
I don't break a sweat when I'm on this paper chase
I'm already here, the paper just late
I be doin ho's dirty, I can not lie
I don't say good night, I just tell em bye
Everytime I hit the club, I slam like a athlete
My gun put niggas in they place, it's a masterpiece
Tell yo girl to play her role, come and sour me
Then I pick her apart says biology
Sometimes I be feelin like lil weezy
I'm the fire man, I need cats n trees
On that Waka Flocka I love them gun sounds
Wish a nigga would, I'll chop em down
Hundred round clip, it'll send yo ass to glory
Yours only hold 16, statitory
She ready to rock, so my dick just climb out
Threw my kids against her walls like a time out
You say you a 100, but nigga I doubt it
I just keep it G, that's a thousand
Fruit got em goin crazy right on fruity loops
I'm the hottest thing around so she jumpin through hoops
Live life wasted, I ain't lyin
Joker too cold alcoholic like bryan
I touring all around the country off a mixtape
I don't make rental songs, but my rental break
Asked her who she wanna fuck, she said she don't care
All my ho's go live, I'm talkin on air
Joker too cold, I'm the new shit
Underground king, I'm the new flip
I can say I am the best, and I worry about Hova
Cause I'm still the mixtape joker