Ludacris - Hoes In My Room lyrics

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Ludacris - Hoes In My Room lyrics

(feat. Snoop Dogg) Hey! Thank all yall for comin' out tonight It was a beautiful night tonight and The Shizznit Where pimpin' and dead, these hoes just scared Thanks Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, all the n***as from the LBC It was a beautiful night tonight Oh, look at these fools, Ay! Security! Come get these n***az! [Verse 1 - Luda (Snoop)] Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Long Beach Ready to relax, kick up my feet Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's what I wanna do Broke out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?) Oh, nothin' just called, lookin' for some women that can fondle my balls (Well you hit the right dogg, I can help you with that Gimme 15 minutes, and I'll hit you rite back) Off to the hotel, I was ready indeed Slapped the bu*ton in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the cops just stared Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't care Got to the tele and I slid thru the door On to the elevator, hit the penthouse floor And what would happen next only time could time Cuz I got up to my room, and I was mad as hell (Aaah! Damn!) [Chorus] Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes) Who let these hoes in my room? Who let these hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes) Who let these hoes in my room? [Verse 2 - Luda] Now it was five B.A.P hoes and they look like trash But one was midget, so we'll just say four and a half I was stuck speechless, couldn't believe my eyes What'd I do to deserve this unpleasant surprise? And I was thinkin' to myself, "This is just my luck" Then my n***a bust in like "What the f**!?" (Oh sh** it's Snoop!) [Snoop (Luda)] Who in the hell let them booger bears out they cell (Not me) And what they doin' in ya' room? n***a make 'em bail (Yeah) Got some fine b**hes, dime b**hes on they way (Okay) And told security, "Let 'em in, with no delay" (Ha Ha!) So when they get here, they'll probably be like half naked Don't mean to trip out, but b**h yall got to dip out (Dip Out!) Catch the elevator up one floor Presidential with the slidin' key for the door (Oh No!) What the f** goin' on? sh**, all around the world Luda, then its the same song Them b**hes was so ugly, I told 'em to go home [Chorus] Who let these hoes in my room? (Man who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Oh no!) (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Well who let 'em in then?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Get out!) [Verse 3 - Luda (Snoop)] Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was ready to clown One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred pounds (No she didn't come thru with a thong on She did for the hell of it, big fat whale of it) You can't seperate me, Ima seperate you b**h ya' p**y smell like Pepe Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, sick in the head Sittin' in my dressin room with dick on ya' bread) She said "I want you to climb in this underwear, silly" But I was turned off by her tupper-ware titties (Fake b**hes, break b**hes, make b**hes Kick rocks, when they f**ed up in they face Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my space Hey Ludacris let's get the f** up out this place, let's bounce) Then it got to my head, and somethin' reminded me I know who let 'em in, it was Bill O'Reilly (f*ggot) (Ya' white bread, chicken-sh** n***a!) [Chorus] Who let these hoes in my room? (Who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (I need to know, who let these hoes in?) Who let these hoes in my room? [Snoop, Talking] Ay, ay yall gotta go Yall gotta get the f** up outta here, ugly a** b**hes I dont understand how these b**hes always get in my dressin' room You know what I'm sayin'? Soon as I get off stage, it's 7 or 8 ugly a** b**hes posyed up in my dressin room And security act like they dont know who did it I know you feel what I'm sayin', I'm my n***a around the whole world We need to form a society or somethin' Fat, gorilla, monkey mouth b**hes cant get in our mothaf**in' dressin room or backstage And if they do, we kindly put our foot up their a**es And re-direct them b**hes to security dressin' room, you dig? Sick of these ugly a** b**hes bein' my dressin' room

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