Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Beach to relax, kick 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, for some women 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 indeed the button in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the cops just 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 would happen 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 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 and they look like trash But one was midget, so we'll say four and a half I was stuck speechless, believe my eyes What'd I do to deserve unpleasant 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 bears out they cell (Not me) And what they doin' in ya' room? Nigga 'em bail (Yeah) Got fine bitches, dime bitches 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 out, but bitch y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!) Catch the elevator up one with 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 these in my room? (Man who let these 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 these hoes in my
Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was ready to One was 5'6 and three hundred pounds (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 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 turned off by her titties (Fake bitches, bitches, make bitches rocks, when they fucked 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 something me I know who let 'em in, it was O'Reilly (Faggot) (Ya' bread, chicken-shit nigga!)
Who let these hoes in my (Who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my (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)