Mindless Self Indulgence - 2 Hookers And An 8 Ball

2 hookers and an 8 ball Can you believe that I write this shit. 2 hookers and an 8 ball Stupid peple thinkin' 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 'Cause 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 Rollin out in my Mercedes And into the 80's 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 Fuckin 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 'Cause 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.