Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Long Ready to relax, up my feet Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's I want to do out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?) Oh, nothin' just called, lookin' for women who can fondle my balls (Well you hit the right dogg, I can you with that Gimme 15 minutes, and I hit you back) Off to the hotel, I was ready Slapped the button in the 'llac to control the Put one up in the air, the just stared my hands out the roof like I just ain't care Got to the tele and I slid through the On to the elevator, hit the floor And what happen next only time could tell I got up to my room, and I was mad as hell (Ah! Damn!)
Who let hoes in my room? (These hoes) Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my (I wanna know) Who let these hoes in my
Now it was B.A.P hoes and they look like trash But one was midget, so we'll just say and a half I was stuck speechless, couldn't believe my What'd I do to deserve this unpleasant And I was to myself, "This is just my luck" Then my nigga bust in "What the fuck!?" (Oh it's Snoop!)
Who in the hell let them booger out they cell (Not me) And what they doin' in ya' room? make 'em bail (Yeah) Got some bitches, dime bitches on they way (Okay) And told security, "Let 'em in, no delay" (Ha Ha!) So they get here, they'll probably be like half naked Don't mean to trip out, but y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!) Catch the up one floor Presidential with the key for the door (Oh No!) What the fuck on? Shit, all around the world Luda, then it's the same song Them was so ugly, I told 'em to go home
Who let these hoes in my room? (Man who let hoes in my room man?) Who let these in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let hoes in my room? (Who let 'em in?) Who let hoes in my room?
Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was to clown One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred (No she didn't through with a thong on She did for the hell of it, big fat of it) You can't me, I'ma separate you Bitch ya' pussy smell Pepe Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, in the head Sitting in my dressing with dick on ya' brain) She said "I want you to climb in underwear, silly" But I was off by her tupper-ware titties (Fake bitches, break bitches, bitches rocks, when they fucked up in they face Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my Hey Ludacris let's get the up out this place, let's bounce) it got to my head, and something reminded me I who let 'em in, it was Bill O'Reilly (Faggot) (Ya' bread, chicken-shit nigga!)
Who let these in my room? (Who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (I to know, who let these hoes in) Who let these hoes in my room? (Ay, gotta go)