Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae Inn

Bomb ass
Ma ooh, you got bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got bomb ass pussy
Ma, I know you got that bomb pussy

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the begin

Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel
bring the liquor, there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way, let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, an ounce of 'dro, ya know?

Now I'm on highway 270, needin' Natural Bridge
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still
Valet look like he in the game and be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the like, Wassup
I told 'em follow me, knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you that boy be on BET?"

Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the of things
Busted in, Henny to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a waste

some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's that dude sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I come to sit
I came for was to find out who I'm gon' hit, aww shit

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Henn'
One leading to another, let the party begin

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

Ma up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man what get them wraps and roll up
I a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin'
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties

Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, actin'
The said, "Can I be in yo video", I'm like, "Yeah", "oh really?"
Now she strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn

Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha
Then I about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, still whiling
Sharing the next room wit girls lookin' like they from an island

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on other and sip on some Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the begin

Stop, drop, kaboom, baby rub on ya
Some me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of biddles

Doctor giggles, I can't until it tickles
Just play a little D and make ya mouth dribble
and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
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, since my wood lived off a
some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle

Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
I blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
My chinky, I'm wit Chingy at the Holidae In

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some
One thing to another, let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling ling, all the way in St.
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace

Luda, Luda, going hard on you
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of Henn', some D S O P

Oh wee, and that sticky icky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm bout
We gon' disturb the peace now

we ain't doing nothing but chillin'
We and nuttin'
what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run this pimpin'
You can't outrun the pimpin' bitch, I done you
You can hide in Atlanta, you can hide in St.