Fresh off the streets, finished a show in Long Beach Ready to relax, kick up my Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's what I to do Broke out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What 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 indeed 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 just ain't Got to the and I slid through the door On to the elevator, hit the penthouse And what would happen next only time tell 'Cause I got up to my room, and I was mad as (Ah! Damn!)
Who let these hoes in my (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 hoes in my
Now it was five B.A.P hoes and look like trash But one was midget, so we'll just say and a half I was speechless, couldn't believe my eyes What'd I do to deserve this surprise? And I was to myself, "This is just my luck" my nigga bust in like "What the fuck!?" (Oh shit Snoop!)
Who in the hell let booger bears out they cell (Not me) And what they in ya' room? Nigga make 'em bail (Yeah) Got some fine bitches, bitches on they way (Okay) And told security, "Let 'em in, no delay" (Ha Ha!) So when they get here, probably be like half naked Don't mean to trip out, but y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!) the elevator up one floor Presidential with the slidin' key for the (Oh No!) What the fuck goin' on? Shit, all around the world Luda, it's the same song Them bitches was so ugly, I '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 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 hundred pounds (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, sick in the 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, bitches, make bitches Kick rocks, when they fucked up in they Tick-tock, you to get up out my space Hey let's get the fuck up out this place, let's 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 these 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 (Ay, y'all gotta go)