2 Hookers And An 8 Ball - Mindless Self Indulgence

2 hookers and an 8 ball

Can you believe that I write this shit?

2 hookers and an 8 ball

Stupid people 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, niggas and all the dope dealers

As I rock them digits and get

Freaky deaky with a front row ticket

For all of my 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

And experiences where 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

Saturday

Saturday

Saturday

One day

I’m not that fucking wonderful

No, no, no

I thought I told ya to go

I’m not that fucking wonderful

No, no, no

I thought I told ya to go

I’m not that fucking wonderful

No, no, no

I thought I told ya to go

Well then go

Fuckin go

8 ball, niggas and all the dope dealers

As I rock them digits and get

Freaky deaky with a front row ticket

For all of my 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