Lyrics of Two hookers

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Mother fuckers thinking i am cool

I definitely give myself props
And that way i always get what i want
I'm struggling to keep my edge
With 2 hookers
And an 8 ball nigga
For all the show goods
Cause i rock them niggaz
And get freaky deaky
With a front row ticket
For all of my bitches

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
It.. ain't. that.. fucking. hard..

I'm struggling with all my abuse
'cause inexperience is where i lose
Mother fucker.
I'm struggling to keep my edge
With 2 hookers
And an 8 ball baby
For all the fine ladies
Rolling out in my mercedes
And into the 80s
With a high case of rabies
And a high strung beat

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Mother fuckers thinking i am cool

Meaningless jibbrish

Puppy dawg
Puppy dawg

8 ball, baby
For all the fine ladies
Rolling out in my mercedes
And into the 80s
With a high case of rabies
And a high strung beat

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Mother fuckers thinking i am

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Muthafuckas thinkin' i am cool