Fresh off the streets, finished a show in Long Beach Ready to relax, kick up my Maybe smoke a blunt or two, what 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 dogg, I can help you with that Gimme 15 minutes, and I hit you back) Off to the hotel, I was ready Slapped the in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the cops stared Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't Got to the tele and I slid through the On to the elevator, hit the floor And what would next only time 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 hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let hoes in my room? (I wanna know) Who let hoes in my room?
Now it was five B.A.P and they look like trash But one was midget, so we'll say four and a half 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 bust in like "What the fuck!?" (Oh it's Snoop!)
Who in the hell let them booger bears out cell (Not me) And what doin' in ya' room? Nigga 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 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 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 bitches was so ugly, I told 'em to go
Who let these hoes in my room? (Man who let hoes in my room man?) Who let these hoes in my (Did you let 'em in?) Who let hoes in my room? (Who let 'em in?) Who let hoes in my room?
Now, these chicks leave, they was ready to clown One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred (No she didn't come through a thong on She did for the of it, big fat whale of it) You can't separate me, separate you Bitch ya' pussy smell like Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, in the head Sitting in my dressing room dick on ya' brain) She said "I want you to in this underwear, silly" But I was off by her tupper-ware titties (Fake bitches, break bitches, make 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' white bread, 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 (I need to know, who let these hoes in) Who let these hoes in my room? (Ay, y'all go)