2 H**k*rs And An 8 B***

2 H**k*rs And An 8 B*** Lyrics

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Would you believe that I write this shit
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Stupid people think that I am cool

I definately give myself props
And that way I always get what I want
I always try to keep my edge
With 2 hookers and an
8 ball nigga for all the stolen goodz
As I rock that nigga to get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all a my bitches

'cause my momma said to pick the very best one

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Would you believe that I write this shit
2 hookers and an 8 ball
It ain't that fucking hard

I'm standing up through all my abuse
Inexpereince is where I lose
I'm struggling to keep my edge
With 2 hookers and an
8 ball baby for all the fine ladies
Fallin out a my mercedes
And into the 80's
With a rare case of rabies
And a high top fade
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Would you believe that I write this shit
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Stupid people think that I am cool

How 'bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, oh, oh
I though I told ya to stop
How bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, oh, oh,
I thought i told you to stop
How bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, ah, ah
I thought I told ya give up

Puppy dog
Puppy dog

8 ball niggas and all the ghetto brothas
As i rock them bitches
And get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all of my bitches cause
My mother said to pick the very best one

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

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Would you believe that I write this shit
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Muthafuckas thinkin' I am cool