Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Beach to relax, kick up my feet Maybe smoke a or two, that's what I want to do Broke out and up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?) Oh, just called, lookin' for some women who can fondle my balls (Well you hit the right dogg, I can help you with 15 minutes, and I hit you right back) Off to the hotel, I was ready Slapped the in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the just stared Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't Got to the and I slid through the door On to the elevator, hit the floor And what would next only time could tell 'Cause I got up to my room, and I was mad as (Ah! Damn!)
Who let these in my room? (These hoes) Who let these in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (I know) Who let these in my room?
Now it was five B.A.P hoes and look like trash But one was midget, so just say four and a half I was stuck speechless, believe my eyes What'd I do to deserve this surprise? And I was thinkin' to myself, "This is my luck" my nigga bust in like "What the fuck!?" (Oh shit Snoop!)
Who in the hell let them booger bears out they (Not me) And what they doin' in ya' room? make 'em bail (Yeah) Got some fine bitches, dime bitches on way (Okay) And security, "Let 'em in, with no delay" (Ha Ha!) So when they get here, probably be like half naked mean to trip out, but bitch y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!) Catch the up one floor Presidential with the slidin' key for the (Oh No!) What the fuck goin' on? Shit, all the world Luda, then it's the same song Them bitches was so ugly, I told 'em to go
Who let these hoes in my room? (Man who let these hoes in my man?) Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these in my room? (Who let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my
Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was ready to One was 5'6 and three hundred pounds (No she come 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 like Pepe Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, in the head Sitting in my dressing room with on ya' brain) She said "I want you to in this underwear, silly" But I was turned off by her tupper-ware (Fake bitches, break bitches, make rocks, when they fucked up in they face Tick-tock, you to get up out my space Hey Ludacris let's get the fuck up out this place, bounce) Then it got to my head, and something me I know who let 'em in, it was O'Reilly (Faggot) (Ya' white bread, nigga!)
Who let these hoes in my room? (Who let hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (I need to know, who let these in) Who let hoes in my room? (Ay, y'all gotta go)