2 Hookers and an 8 Ball

Two hookers and an 8-ball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an 8-ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool I definitely give myself props And that way I always get what I want I always try to keep my edge With two hookers and an- 8-ball niggas and all the gold glitters As I rock them figures and get Freaky-deaky with a front-row ticket For all my bitches 'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one Two hookers and an 8-ball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an 8-ball It ain't that fucking hard I'm standing up to all my abuse Inexperience is where I lose I'm struggling to keep my edge With two hookers and an- 8-ball babies for all the fine ladies Rollin' out in my Mercedes and into the '80s With a bad case of rabies, and a high-top fade Two hookers and an 8-ball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an 8-ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool Saturday, Saturday Saturday, what a day I'm not that fucking wonderful I'm not that I thought I told you to go I'm not that fucking wonderful I'm not that I thought I told you to go I'm not that fucking wonderful I'm not that I thought I told you to go Puppy dog, puppy dog 8-ball niggas and all the gold glitters As I rock them figures and get Freaky-deaky with a front-row ticket For all my bitches 'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one Two hookers and an 8-ball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an 8-ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool Two hookers and an 8-ball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an 8-ball Stupid people thinkin' I am cool