Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh**?
Two hookers and an eightball
Muthaf**az thinkin' I am cool
I definitely give myself props
That way, I always get what I want (muthaf**a)
I'm struggling keep my edge
With two hookers and an
Eightball, n***as
And all the cold villains
As I rock dem figures and get
Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets
For all of my b**hes
Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh**?
Two hookers and an eightball
It ain't that f**ing hard
I'm struggling with all my abuse
‘Cause inexperience is where I lose
I'm struggling to keep my edge
With two hookers and an
Eightball, babies
For all the fine ladies
Fallin' outta my Mercedes
And into da ‘80s
With a hot case of rabies
And the hightop fade
I'm not that f**ing wonderful
No no no
I thought I told you before
I'm not that f**ing wonderful
Oh oh oh
I thought I told you before
Puppy dawg
Puppy dawg
Eightball, n***as
And all the cold villains
As I rock dem figures and get
Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets
For all of my b**hes
Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh**?
Two hookers and an eightball
Muthaf**az thinkin' I am... cool