Two Hookers (Live) lyrics

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh*t?
Two hookers and an eightball
Muthaf*ckaz thinkin’ I am cool

I definitely give myself props
That way, I always get what I want (muthaf*cka)
I'm struggling keep my edge
With two hookers and an

Eightball, n*ggas
And all the cold villains
As I rock dem figures and get
Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets
For all of my b*tches

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh*t?
Two hookers and an eightball
It ain’t that f*cking hard

I’m struggling with all my abuse
‘Cause inexperience is where I lose
I’m struggling to keep my edge
With two hookers and an
Eightball, babies
For all the fine ladies
Fallin’ outta my Mercedes
And into da ‘80s
With a hot case of rabies
And the hightop fade

I’m not that f*cking wonderful
No no no
I thought I told you before

I’m not that f*cking wonderful
Oh oh oh
I thought I told you before
Puppy dawg
Puppy dawg


Eightball, n*ggas
And all the cold villains
As I rock dem figures and get
Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets
For all of my b*tches

Two hookers and an eightball
Can you believe that I write this sh*t?
Two hookers and an eightball
Muthaf*ckaz thinkin' I am... cool
{spoken}
Everybody whos famous, sucked the di*k to get where they are today
Only difference between us and them, WE SWALLOWED IT!