Jokes On You Songtext / Lyric

Make money, money

Make money, money, money

Make money, money

Make money, money, money



Make money, money

Make money, money, money

Make money, money

Make money, money, money



I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, you *** make me laugh

Come on if it don't make me math

I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, whatchu can't take a joke?

Well, I can't take bein' broke



I'm like ha ha ha ha ha

Make money, money, money

Ha ha ha ha ha

Make money, money, money






You *** are comical, who me?

I'm seven digits, two comical on my mama, fool

I'm gettin' this money and that kill 'em

They lookin' at a pimp, funny, I'm Katt Williams



Money Mike, I get money on the mic

And some say I'm whylin' out

In the Bugatti, styling out

Pushin' seven digits, dialin' now



But I ain't got a *** choice

My 'Money Talks' in a Chris Tucker voice and you know this, man

You a stand up rapper, hip hop comedian

I start laughin' as soon as I put your CD in



You joke, you joke, you kid, you kiss

Should have went to 'Comedy Central' with the vids you did

But okay, you on BET only if it's 'Comic View'

Promise you, I'm funny style, I can be a comic too



I'm Marty Mar at a Auty Mar

A cute snotty broad, tits like Dolly Par'

Ed Hardy, naw, this is Carty ma

But that was a good one, hardy ar

Lambo Gallardi car, gettin' my last laugh



Ha ha ha ha ha, you *** make me laugh

Come on if it don't make me math

I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, whatchu can't take a joke?

Well, I can't take bein' broke



I'm like ha ha ha ha ha

Make money, money, money



The jokes on you ***

See the figures don't add up to the claims

You Sam Kinison, you just screamin' names

My brother, my partner for real like the Wayans



Plus, everythin' in live 'In Living Color'

High rise, check

Diamonds the size of Robin Harris eyes

I Bebe Kids my neck



You call it a tribute a poop that distribute

Sales was slow, I got Paco to contribute

Some morals in each state, move weight, get caught

Don't talk, Dave Chappelle *** might break



So hilarious how the chariots, carry us

The Phantom is light gray, sort of like Ashy Larry is

King of the one liners, lil' rhymers watch what you say

You just a potty mouth like Andrew Dice Clay



I pop collars on ***, I drop dollars on ***

I Jell-O's together, I Bill Cosby on ***

Got you lost in the smoke, I Michael Connelly you ***

I watch you verse from the fire, I Richard Pryor you ***

Said enough ***, sort of like Kramer

I'm jokin', you don't wanna see the anger, Fab' tell 'em



Ha ha ha ha ha, you *** make me laugh

Come on if it don't make me math

I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, whatchu can't take a joke?

Well, I can't take bein' broke



I'm like ha ha ha ha ha

Make money, money, money



Mane look, the diamonds in your chain look

Funnier than Dane Cook, me get the SUFI

I am too fly, in the booth, I make joke of them

I ain't the richest *** but I ain't broke as them



I'm serious, petty worth

I make a man 'Delirious' like Eddie Murph

Girls get curious

Is he really funny, don't be silly, honey



I'm the *** packin', Bernie Macin'

I ain't scared of you ***, kick ya ***

Hon' stack thick ***

A deck of card, VIP section hard



They try to holla at me, you know the heckler broads

I'm poppin' Rose, I don't do [Incomprehensible]

Don't front yo, I'll be in the front row

Watch your wise cracks or I'll be at your front door



And I push up on a female smoothly

In a GL, but keep that on the D.L. Hughley

LOL this is LOS, oh, no your money comin' so slow

I guess this *** a no show, oh, oh, oh



Ha ha ha ha ha, you *** make me laugh

Come on if it don't make me math

I'm like ha ha ha ha ha, whatchu can't take a joke?

Well, I can't take bein' broke



I'm like ha ha ha ha ha

Make money, money, money