Ben Tjibe - LOL lyrics

Yo yo yoh Ha hah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah…Oh Let me see, okay Let's begin with this [Laughs] Laughing at your funeral is what I do 'cuz I don't care I don't give a damn that others are crying 'cuz this sh** ain't so sad I don't care what you were man, a good or worse or bad man A dead rat or a doormat, you're the same sh** that I take less Useless, you're a dead man, I'm gonna take your woman In a moment, I'ma kiss her and put something inside her womb man Ohh yeah! The seed'll turn out to be something so cool man So you there, put that down you're looking like a fool man Hell yeah, I hope you burn and cry in hell or Heaven Haven't you heard of what they call "The Devil's Servant"? Seven's my favorite number but you don't need to know that Damn man, it's all now starting to look like nine eleven I'ma take my pants off sh** on your grave and pee on your face man I'ma crazy man insane mad delusional with a few or no brain cells She sells sea shells that you had but now you're a dead man Who the hell am I talking to? You're a dead man this is senseless [Laughs] Laughing at your sick grandmother while she's lying on her d**h bed It's so sad to see her all shriveled up and dry and out of breath What the hell, you think I care or give a heck about what I see Jack? Send her to hell, send me some hash I'm hungry and do not want stress Alzheimer's osteoporosis whatever she has is bad man Times up the curtain closes I can smell her d**h man Lungs dry so call Moses and tell him to bring the medicine He comes up we cover our noses we can see she going man Up up we see the ghosts coming to pick her soul man He tries hard with all his notions but all we see is no hope man Dumb luck no motions now there's nobody home man I jump up with no emotions you can see I'm cold man Thumbs up to all this commotion I enjoy this man I'm dried up I need some lotion something to put on my skin man Calm down I'll bring some roses I still have some sweetness But guess what? They're dead roses that's what you get from a sick man [Laughs] Insensitive is what you're calling me but it doesn't bother me You're hogging me haunting me boring me what the hell do you want from me? Honor me don't bother me, switch it off I don't want you calling me Confronting me is not an option so please, stop all the hollering I talk alot of bull I don't want any girl to come and fall for me Your business is falling G and it's because of your commodity I'm gonna be your next king, don't argue with that it's a prophecy 'cuz all you see is a bunch of people spreading on me like margarine Cynical, clinical, lyrical and not so biblical No reflection on the mirror but you can see I'm physical A standup comedian that only performs at funerals Laughing at your whole crew, I don't care what's what or whose who Don't stand next to me stupid go moan and cry at your mama Hot as hell but not hot enough to turn everything into summer You're bored man it's a funeral, why don't you smoke some ganja Light it up man smoke some ash your head will feel a bit lighter Don't give a damn who's dead your aunt or gran or dad or father I just get up and dance and do the do-si-do or samba No need to feel sad just get up from that seat and do the salsa When I'm dead I want you all to laugh out loud like “Ha hah!” [Laughs]