two hookers and an eightball
can you believe that I write this shit?
two hookers and an eightball
stupid people thinking that I am cool
I definitely give myself props
that way I always get what I want
I always try to keep my edge
with two hookers and an
eightball niggaz
and all my gold glitters
as I rock them figures
and get freaky-deaky
with the front row tickets
for all of my bitches
cause my momma said to pick the very best one
two hookers and an eightball
can you believe that I write this shit?
two hookers and an eightball
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
eightball babies
for all the fine ladies
falling out of my Mercedes
and into the eighties
with a bad case of rabies
and the high top fadies
I'm not that fucking wonderful
no no no
I thought I told you before
puppy dog