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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,238
Peak in subgenre #65
Author
JOKERJOE2
Rights
YEAH, DONT TOUCH IT!
Uploaded
September 17, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:00
Story behind the song
Modekai asked me to write somethin with him...turns out, this was the title i wanted to us for my first album....and so... greatness was born....
Lyrics
Anybody want it wit Joe’s gotta be mental//
Most know Joe’s got more jokes then comedy central//
Im the favorite character, the comedic relief//
My pens hot, so I mean it when I say im squeezing the heat//
Why yall even speakin to me, weak bars gon get dropped//
Ill say “you got knocked the fuck out” but I aint chris rock//
This is hiphop, ha-ha, don’t get shot//
Cuz lifes short, check ya pocket watch, tick-tock//
If I said something offensive, then, I probably meant to//
I own the land that ya standin on hoe, & the rents due//
Im who they pointing at, but im getting the last laugh//
Matter fact, yall pussies, & my pen gon blast cats//
Leave ya face lookin like a bag of smashed ass//
Yall nutts, I pop cornballs, more then cracker jacks//
This is the last laugh, yo who yall laughin at?//
Yall faggets ass gassed, don’t get ya back cracked//
& Yall aint blastin gats, nor stackin that cash fast//
So yeah, im pointing atchu and getting the last laugh//
Yo, if yall start trippin, I wont dip & get gone//
Ill just motor boat ya bitches, tits like Vince Vaugh//
Ladies say im funny in bed, like Chris Tucker//
Some dick suckers, love me cuz ima big tit fucker//
& the fellas all jealous, pissed cuz im makin moves//
Yall more mad that I rap, or cuz I aint hatin you?//
Ive came and paid my dues, made some paper too//
But I aint givin up up till I do what I came to do//
They like “Joker Joe’s a CO, but yo, I heard he rap//
Still he leaves people 6 feet deep, like Bernie Mack//
You say some witty shyt, bitch, cuz yousa funny man//
But you’ll piss ya pants when I rush ya, yellin “where ya money man!?”//
Two punches to ya gut’l leave ya holdin ya stomach//
But it aint from chuckling, naw, its cuz im cutting ya gullet//
You pissed, shootin, gats blastin, pow//
The flag pops out, cap gun? who’s laughin now?//
Im tryna stack doe, cuz I aint scared of this money//
& I gotta big enuff banana to feed a whole barrel of monkeys//
Women on my dick, awe shyt, im just playin//
No miss, I wanna hit it, you pissed? Im just sayin//
I gotta a lotta haters, but I need a couple more//
Plus im doin all my groupies, so I don’t need at fuck a whore//
Haters tryna heckle and boo me off stage//
But all night I lay pipe, & im screwin all day//
Ladies wanna rape me, hate & castrate me//
But that’s only one half of the tramps that’s mad they cant date me//
The rest on my nutts, like herpies in a hoe house//
So I let em hold my kids, when I jizz in a hoes mouth//
I see a pretty ladie out there, & im laughin atchu//
Bend over, lemme see ya tramp stamp tattoo//
Joker joe knows, that you know I wanna tap that//
So don’t make me steam roll ya nose to get the last laugh//