2 Hookers Songtext
von Mindless Self Indulgence

2 hookers and an 8 ball
can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
mother fuckers thinking i am cool

i definitely give myself props
and that way i always get what i want
i′m struggling to keep my edge
with 2 hookers
and an 8 ball nigga
for all the show goods
Cause i rock them niggaz
and get freaky deaky
with a front row ticket
for all of my bitches

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 struggling with all my abuse
'cause inexperience is where I lose
mother fucker.
i'm struggling to keep my edge
with 2 hookers
and an 8 ball baby
for all the fine ladies
rolling out in my Mercedes
and into the 80s
with a high case of rabies
and a high strung beat

2 hookers and an 8 ball
can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
mother fuckers thinking i am cool

How ′bout that coke?
You want that coke?
Oh, oh, oh...
I thought I told ya to stop
What da cocaine?
What da fuck?
Oh, ah, ah...
I though I told ya to go
How ′bout that coke?
What da fuck?
Oh, ah, ah...
I thought I told ya give up

puppy dawg
puppy dawg


8 ball, baby
for all the fine ladies
rolling out in my Mercedes
and into the 80s
with a high case of rabies
and a high strung beat

2 hookers and an 8 ball
can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
mother fuckers thinking i am

2 hookers and an 8 ball
can you believe that i write this shit?
2 hookers and an 8 ball
muthafuckas thinkin' i am cool