Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae In

Bomb ass
Bomb, oh, you got bomb, know you got it
Bomb, oh, you got bomb-ass pussy
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, bomb

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(What you doin'?) Nothing, at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you four of your friends?
(What we do?) Feel on each other, and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel
bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the
Get a pack of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7, need a natural road
I'm blowed; hit third, I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
lookin' like he in the game and must be winning
To four-nine-O I'm headed; on my way up
There's girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I 'em: "follow me"
knew I had it cracking, B
One said, "ain't you that boy be on BET?"
"Yeah, me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit' much ding-a-ling."
on the door; I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face!
Fuck it then; like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in here; I 'em whispering
Talking 'bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right he glistening."
I come to talk (talk), I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I for was to find out who I'm gon' hit; aww, shit

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Ma showed up like, "what's the up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a in the bathroom, seeing what's poppin'
You know what's on my mind, off and panties dropping
knocking on the door drunk, actin' silly
The said, "can I be in yo' video?"
I'm "yeah!" Oh really?
Now she naked, strip me, I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn
Handled that, told ol' G the camera
Then I thought about no while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit' some girls lookin' like they an island

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Stop, drop, kaboom! Baby, rub on ya
Some call me Ludacris, call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of vittles
Doctor giggles, I can't until it tickles
Just play a little "D," and I'll make ya dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not
Hit 'em in triples, wit' no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt this good my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle down the beat a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it and simple
brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes I'm wit' Chingy at the Holiday Inn

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[Snoop
Yeah, let the begin, bitch
all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy tha peace
Luda, Luda going on you hos
Yeah, bitch, bring of ya friends
Meet me at the Inn
Bring a gang of Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we do the damn thing
Know I'm talking 'bout?
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah, we doing nothing but chillin'
We chillin' and
Know what I'm 'bout? So push the button
You what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh-huh
Yeah, bitch, to run from this pimpin'
You out run the pimpin', bitch
I told you