Funny How? ft. Dirty $uburban Hippie Lyrics

Yeah

You know what's funny?

Joke's

Joke's

Joke's

Joke's

You know we just think it's funny how the world just keep on burning down

And everybody sit around

Like nobody gonna question it?

They hesitant, recession hit

We hack the game resettin' it

They practicing the medicine

Witch doctors be sellin' it, I'm tellin em

We showin' them the evidence

The proof is in the pudding

The truth is in the gelatin

I think we hit a funny bone

We joking with the skeletons

You know, I just think it's comical

Come get with the JokeStars

We been astronomical

We just did a space crime

Now she wanna face time

We gonna erase minds

They gon feel that baseline

They gon hear that drum kick

They must be the aliens

Cause look at the corruption

Look at the destruction

Don't need introductions

We just interruptin'

You know, we just think it's funny how they don't know who runs shit

We just think it's funny how they don't know what Joke's is

We just gonna burn it down, we got the explosives

We just gonna haunt the town, they might end up ghosted

We just gonna heat the globe, they might end up roasted

Toasted, melt it down

Cuddle up

Joke's On Us, that's not enough

I might have to double up, shovel up

That'll probably shut em up

That'll probably shut em up

That'll probably shut em up

Put em in the dirt right on the first

I think he doubled up

They Powderpuff like Buttercup

Oh she bout to bring a friend

Oh I'm bout to set a trend

Oh I'm bout to let em in

I need a jacket letterman

Steppin' like I'm Stephen

But I run around the town

That's why you're calling me your president

No boy, you not relevant

Pussy pink like a pelican

She tell me she celibate

She do it for the hell of it

I just think it's funny how

You say you blow hella the loud

No boy, you are not allowed

No VIP, no run arounds

Chopper fall like its dominoes

Already know I got all kinda hoes

Running round like I'm Gretzky

She all over me give me the ESPY

Don't even know me nigga, don't test me

Don't even know me you just want the recipe

Back to the street but don't call it a sesame

She over me but she just want the rest of me

I'm blowing bombs like Yosemite

Don't tell me it's wrong when I know what's the best for me

She over me but I don't want the empathy

Not even sure, but I know how to let it squeeze