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

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

Peeps call me up, it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor; already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way); let me stop by the
Get a twelve of Corona plus a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7, need a natural graze
I'm already blowed; hit third, I'm a be be some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims spinning
Valet lookin' he in the game and must be winning
To room I'm headed; on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator "wassup"
I 'em: "follow me"
They I had it cracking, B
One said, "ain't you boy that be on BET?"
"Yeah, me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit' much ding-a-ling."
Knock on the door; I'm on the scene of
Busted in, bottle to the face!
Fuck it then; like my head a toxic waste
There's some girls in here; I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout "that's that dude sing 'Right Thurr'; 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 chick in the bathroom, what's poppin'
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
Niggas knocking on the door drunk, actin'
The said, "can I be in yo' video?"
I'm "yeah!" Oh really?
Now she naked, teasing; me, I'm just cheesing
She me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G bring the
Then I thought no footage while I ram her
Walked out the smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit' some girls lookin' like from an island

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

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[Snoop
Yeah, let the party begin,
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St.
My nigga disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda hard on you hos
Yeah, bitch, bring of ya friends
Meet me at the Inn
Bring a gang of that Hen, some
Oh wee, and that sticky icky
And we gon' do the thing
Know what I'm talking
We gon' disturb the peace now
Yeah, we ain't doing but chillin'
We chillin' and
Know what I'm 'bout? So push the button
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh-huh
Yeah, bitch, trying to run from pimpin'
You out run the pimpin', bitch
I done you