Two Hookers (Live)

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Mindless Self Indulgence - Pop

Two Hookers (Live)

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Two hookers and an eightball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an eightball Muthafuckaz thinkin' I am cool I definitely give myself props That way, I always get what I want (muthafucka) I'm struggling keep my edge With two hookers and an Eightball, niggas And all the cold villains As I rock dem figures and get Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets For all of my bitches Two hookers and an eightball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an eightball It ain't that fucking 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 fucking wonderful No no no I thought I told you before I'm not that fucking wonderful Oh oh oh I thought I told you before Puppy dawg Puppy dawg Eightball, niggas And all the cold villains As I rock dem figures and get Freaky-deaky with the front row tickets For all of my bitches Two hookers and an eightball Can you believe that I write this shit? Two hookers and an eightball Muthafuckaz thinkin' I am... cool {spoken} Everybody whos famous, sucked the dick to get where they are today Only difference between us and them, WE SWALLOWED IT!

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  • Jimmy Urine