Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an eightball
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 two hookers and an

Eightball - n***as and all the cold villains
As I rock them figures and get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all of my bitches
'Cause my momma said to rape the very best one

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an eightball
It ain't that fucking hard

I'm standing up to all my abuse
Inexperience is where I lose
I'm struggling to keep my edge
With two hookers and an
Eightball - babies for all the fine ladies
Rollin out in my Mercedes
And into the '80s
With a bad case of rabies
And the high-top fade

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an eightball
Stupid people thinking I am cool

Saturday... Saturday... Saturday, what a day

I'm not that fucking wonderful, no no no
I thought I told you befo'
I'm not that fucking wonderful, am I now?
I thought I told you befo'
I'm not that fucking wonderful, am I now?
I thought I told you befo'
Puppy dawg
Puppy dawg

Eightball - n***as and all the gold glittaz
As I rock dem figures and get
Freaky-deaky with a front row ticket
For all of my bitches
'cause my momma said to rape the very best one
Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an eightball
Stupid people thinking I am cool

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an eightball
Stupid people thinking I am cool