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