You'll Rebel to Anything

Two Hookers and and Eightball Lyrics

Two hookers and an eight ball
Can you believe that I write this shit
Two hookers and an eight 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 two hookers and an eight ball

Nigga for all the stolen goods
As I rock them bitches and get freaky-deaky
With the front row tickets for all of my bitches
'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one

Two hookers and an eight ball
Can you believe that I write this shit
Two hookers and an eight ball
It ain't that fuckin' hard

I'm standing up to all my abuse
'Cause inexperience is where I lose
I'm struggling to keep my edge

With two hookers and an eight ball
Baby, for all the fine ladies
Falling out of my mercedes and into the eighties
With a bad case of rabies and a hot baby

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

I'm not that fucking wonderful
No no no
I thought I told you to give up

I'm not that fucking wonderful
No no no
I thought I told you to give up

I'm not that fucking wonderful
No no no
I thought I told you to give up

Puppy dog
Puppy dog

Eight ball nigga's for all the stolen goods
I rock them bitches and get freekydeeky
With the front row tickets for all of my bitches
'Cause my momma said to pick the very best one

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

Two hookers and an eight ball
Can you believe that i write this shit
Two hookers and an eight ball
Stupid people thinkin' I am cool