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2 Hookers and an 8 Ball

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I want two hookers and an 8-ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an 8-ball
Stupid peple 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

8-ball niggaz and all the cold villains
As I rock them niggaz and get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all my fine bitches
'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one

I want two hookers and an 8-ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two 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 two 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

I want two hookers and an 8-ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an 8-ball
Stupid peple thinkin' I am cool

Saturday, saturday
Saturday, what a day

How 'bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, oh, oh
I thought I told ya' to go
I want that cocaine
Want the coke
Oh, ah, ah
I thought I told ya to go
How 'bout that cocaine
Want that coke
Oh, ah, ah
I thought I told ya' to go
Well then go
Fuckin' go

8-ball niggaz and all the cold villains
As I rock them niggaz and get
Freaky deaky with a front row ticket
For all my fine bitches
'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one

I want two hookers and an 8-ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an 8-ball
Stupid peple thinkin' I am cool

Two hookers and an 8-ball
Can you believe that I write this shit?
Two hookers and an 8-ball
Stupid people thinkin' I am cool

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