his funny face And I am happy, yes And I am happy, happy Happy, happy, happy Funny face, I want my funny face Funny face, I want my funny face
to follow me around, and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack And half of them ain't even funny like that Ahh Marshall, you're so funny
face of the map ,yo so take that, once we give it to you ain't no fakin' a jack It's funny how you find your face in a trap, little bitch niggah frontin
as a kid, made you carry ya bikes I got an addiction to spittin shit is heroin-like Story teller speak of hell and the American plight Money blower, funny
did is make niggas Money was sunny now it's funny you playa hate Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state Nigga in my face will be Don Juan
Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack And half of 'em ain't even funny like Ha! Marshall you're so funny man
your ass that'll spark a lot Seriously, we can be real with the flow J-Kwon, deal with the flow Want beef? 'Cause I make money All 'cause my watch's face is shaped funny
make it They say the chains too strong for us to break it Willing to do what it takes for us to make it And we can overcome anything we faced with (We
apologies, not even acknowledging you at all Till I get a call that God's coming No apologies, laugh fuckers, it's all funny I can spit in your face while
out with the Air Force One's with yellow checks And you liable to see me Dolo, icing the Rolo Burner under the Polo, a lot of y'all is homos Funny style
you now) I'm your number one fan by far (I love you now) Superstar Superstar, face from a movie screen (It's so funny how we met [Incomprehensible]) (
, all I did is make niggas Money was sunny, now it's funny, you playa hate Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state Nigga in my face will be
Niggas fiend to hang wit' me Some go to jail and get banged quickly Two inch wounds duke, must've thought you were bulletproof Realizin' theirs shit you couldn't do When you come face to face
Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners I remember drinkin' Hennesey, smokin
just another rager with a Dairy Face Punk motherfuckers beef and rhyme my race You need to step back kid And give me some space So I can cold spark
just leaning and shit, seventies, the Lord Tariq Aiyyo, I been through many places, done many things Seen the eyes of many faces from New York to Texas To the faces
made America famous It was a rundown slum, the shame of all the decent Folks in town, we hippies and some welfare cases Crowded families of coal black faces