Fresh off the streets, just finished a in Long Beach to relax, kick 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 some who can fondle my balls (Well you hit the dogg, I can help you with that 15 minutes, and I hit you right back) Off to the hotel, I was ready Slapped the button in the 'llac to the speed Put one up in the air, the cops just Waved my hands out the roof I just ain't care Got to the and I slid through the door On to the elevator, hit the floor And what would happen next only time tell I got up to my room, and I was mad as hell (Ah! Damn!)
Who let these hoes in my (These hoes) Who let hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these in my room? (I wanna know) Who let hoes in my room?
Now it was five B.A.P hoes and they look 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 to myself, "This is just my luck" Then my bust in like "What the fuck!?" (Oh shit 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 fine bitches, dime bitches on way (Okay) And told security, "Let 'em in, no delay" (Ha Ha!) So when they get here, they'll be like half naked Don't mean to trip out, but bitch got to dip out (Dip Out!) the elevator up one floor Presidential the slidin' key for the door (Oh No!) What the fuck goin' on? Shit, all around the 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 these hoes in my man?) Who let hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my (Who let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my
Now, these wouldn't leave, they was ready to clown One was 5'6 and three hundred pounds (No she didn't come through with a on She did for the of it, big fat whale of it) You separate me, I'ma separate you Bitch ya' pussy like Pepe Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, in the head in my dressing room with dick on ya' brain) She said "I you to climb in this underwear, silly" But I was turned off by her tupper-ware (Fake bitches, break bitches, bitches Kick rocks, when they fucked up in they Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my Hey Ludacris get the fuck up out this place, let's bounce) Then it got to my head, and reminded me I who let 'em in, it was Bill O'Reilly (Faggot) (Ya' bread, chicken-shit nigga!)
Who let these hoes in my room? (Who let hoes in my room?) Who let hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my (I need to know, who let these hoes in) Who let these hoes in my room? (Ay, gotta go)