Mindless Self Indulgence 2 Hookers And An Eightball lyrics

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Stupid people thinking 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 2 hookers and an 8 ball
Niggaz and all the cold villains

As I rock them niggaz and get freaky deaky
With a front row ticket for all my fine bitches
'Cuz my momma 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
It ain't that fucking hard

I'm standing up to all my abuse
Inexperience is when I lose

I'm struggling to keep my edge
With 2 hookers and an 8 ball
Babies for all the fine ladies

Rolling out in my Mercedes
And into the '80s with a bad case of rabies
And a high top fade

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball

Stupid people thinking I am cool

How 'bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, oh, oh
I thought I told ya to go

I want that cocaine
Want the coke
Oh, ah, ah
I thought I told ya to go

How 'bout that cocaine?
Want that coke
Oh, ah, ah
I thought I told ya to go
Well then go, fucking go

8 ball niggaz and all the cold villains
As I rock them niggaz and get freaky deaky
With a front row ticket for all my fine bitches
'Cuz my momma 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
Stupid people thinking I am cool

2 hookers and an 8 ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
Stupid people thinking I am cool