Tha Joker - We Do It For Fun pt 2 (full lyrics) The sound is impeccable and me, myself, I am Unsurpassable Next year i\u0027ll be in your top five And i\u0027m definitely not talking about MySpace Let\u0027s get it, Joker, okay Every morning while you go to Starbucks to get coffee I be at the bank like, get this cash off me My car so new, but my money so old My grill iced out, so my barbecue\u0027s cold Three, two, one, blast off, you bastards Spaceship doors, my garage is NASA Hedgehog game, I am much faster You are a lizard, I am a raptor When I hit the club or the stage, I party hard Witness hoes naked like everyday was Mardi Gras See I\u0027m seventeen and I have an accountant You\u0027re seventeen, but you get an allowance When I see pussy, i\u0027m pounding What else would you expect from Tha Joker, clowning Bankin\u0027 over hear, what you want to drink honey Blow stacks, so it\u0027s like I give head to my money I\u0027m a studio geek, Urkel, Ned Flanders Car sits low, chameleon salamander Joker, beats, locked up, cell three White girl, trunk stand, Marshall Mathers LP Even my haters, secretly they felt me Last name\u0027s West, there is nothing you can tell me I am super sexy in my black tee, or my wife b Burn so many trees, Smokey Bear doesn\u0027t like me Let\u0027s be honest, who really wanna fight me You can throw balls, but I bet you won\u0027t strike me Look into that future, see me in that Bentley Check my bank account, don\u0027t I have plenty My hoes won\u0027t fuck you, they\u0027re so stingy I would acknowledge you, but I\u0027m not friendly Boyz N The Hood flow, South Central rhyme Godfather delievery, Scarface mind Basically what I\u0027m sayin\u0027, is I\u0027m one of a kind If you thinkin\u0027 \u0027bout battling me, ya thinkin\u0027 bout dyin\u0027 Fakes, phonies, please, stop trying I parade my gangster, what are you implying She can feel my bone all on her spine Orgasm back spasms, she straight cryin\u0027 I fuck with ladies, I won\u0027t even watch whores Don\u0027t shake hands, \u0027cause you prolly didn\u0027t wash yours This shit is easy, I could do it in my slumber And I make so much money, I should have a pin number Dumb and Dumber, where is your hunger Veggie eatin\u0027 bitch, here\u0027s my cucumber Close your mouth, listen to me thunder I am a pirate, I\u0027m throwing my plunder Black Pearl Gangsta\u0027, South Side legend You gonna need a notebook for all these lessons Teacher, preacher, deacon, reverend Whole damn Kenmore in my bezzle I am the greatest there will ever be Me to the rap game, is like fatback to peas Chopper, semi, cockin\u0027, blastin\u0027 I flip birds, Blue Jay Gymnastics Street cred test, I motherfuckin passed it At least twenty grand in one of these elastics I really don\u0027t like when haters throw sodium I am the shit, please, pass the Imodium A-D, play me, you couldn\u0027t do it safely I control the Roc, call me the new Jay-Z