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