Mindless Self Indulgence - 2 Hookers And An 8 Ball Lyrics

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 niggaz and all the cold brothas
As I rock them niggaz and get
Freaky deaky with a front row tickets
For all of my bitches
Cuz 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 fades.

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 a day
Keep away from no mothafucka!

I'm not that fucking wonderful
Oh no, no,
I thought i told you to go.
I'm not that fucking wonderful
Oh no, no,
I thought i told you to go.
I'm not that fucking wonderful
Oh no, no,
I thought i told you to go.

Well then go,
Fuckin go!

8 ball niggaz and all the cold brothas
As I rock them niggaz and get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all of my bitches
Cuz 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.