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Funny How Pt1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Decks Benjamin
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: DEXTER HAWKINS




Decks Benjamin - Funny How Pt1 Lyrics




Funny how? I mean, what's funny about it
Tommy, no, you got it all wrong
Oh, wait a minute. He's a big boy. He knows what he said. What'd you say
Funny how

Just..
What
Just..
You're funny

Dope, I'm finesse him
With the soap
Every hood treat me like
I'm the pope
Ho, I'm only here to elope
Send me letters, I like blue notes

Smoke, I roll up out of a bow
Huh, I might just kick in your door
All he said was, don't shoot
Help me walk the dogs, I got the dog flu

Let the God through, I make large moves
You niggas animated, call them cartoons
I stay posted up like barstools
I'm a king,nigga call me Haku

I scream pass on a Hayabusa
I seen better heads on a barracuda
I like stacking gouda, every day movie
I don't hang with strangers, I don't hang with losers

I'm like, let me understand this, cause I don't think so
Maybe this man a little f*cked up, maybe
But I'm funny how? I mean, funny like I'm a clown
I amuse you

I'm here to f*cking amuse you
What do you mean funny? Funny how
How the f*ck am I funny
What the f*ck is so funny about me

Wednesday morning, I was in a foreign
I hoard cash, fly like a hornet
Sunday morning, I was on the organ
I don't wear a Jordans, but I love recording

Huh, I might just pull up like diapers
25 blunts with a lighter
Copywriter overnight, a songwriter
Gunfighter, ain't none tighter

I just need a Buyer, I don't need a Choir
I walk a bitch down Michael Myers
Rock a new designer with a fresh fade
Get some new shades in the after hours

My rent paid, no shit Stains
I get paid, I do say
I'm bad like MJ
I'm bad like Cool J

Jesus Christ
What the f*ck is it with you
I don't get tips from him
He's hanging on my f*cking neck like I'm punk

Like it's anything, damn, what do you want
This guy's worried about you, I'm gonna come over and give him a check
You know, maybe he could take care of this
Yeah, it's no problem, I'm gonna put it on my tab
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Funny how? I mean, what's funny about it
Tommy, no, you got it all wrong
Oh, wait a minute. He's a big boy. He knows what he said. What'd you say
Funny how

Just..
What
Just..
You're funny

Dope, I'm finesse him
With the soap
Every hood treat me like
I'm the pope
Ho, I'm only here to elope
Send me letters, I like blue notes

Smoke, I roll up out of a bow
Huh, I might just kick in your door
All he said was, don't shoot
Help me walk the dogs, I got the dog flu

Let the God through, I make large moves
You niggas animated, call them cartoons
I stay posted up like barstools
I'm a king,nigga call me Haku

I scream pass on a Hayabusa
I seen better heads on a barracuda
I like stacking gouda, every day movie
I don't hang with strangers, I don't hang with losers

I'm like, let me understand this, cause I don't think so
Maybe this man a little f*cked up, maybe
But I'm funny how? I mean, funny like I'm a clown
I amuse you

I'm here to f*cking amuse you
What do you mean funny? Funny how
How the f*ck am I funny
What the f*ck is so funny about me

Wednesday morning, I was in a foreign
I hoard cash, fly like a hornet
Sunday morning, I was on the organ
I don't wear a Jordans, but I love recording

Huh, I might just pull up like diapers
25 blunts with a lighter
Copywriter overnight, a songwriter
Gunfighter, ain't none tighter

I just need a Buyer, I don't need a Choir
I walk a bitch down Michael Myers
Rock a new designer with a fresh fade
Get some new shades in the after hours

My rent paid, no shit Stains
I get paid, I do say
I'm bad like MJ
I'm bad like Cool J

Jesus Christ
What the f*ck is it with you
I don't get tips from him
He's hanging on my f*cking neck like I'm punk

Like it's anything, damn, what do you want
This guy's worried about you, I'm gonna come over and give him a check
You know, maybe he could take care of this
Yeah, it's no problem, I'm gonna put it on my tab
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Writer: DEXTER HAWKINS
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