Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae Inn

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

(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 other and sip on some
One thing to another, let the party begin

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

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

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

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
three girls on the elevator 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, equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the I'm on the scene of things
in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic

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

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

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

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

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

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

(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 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 and sip on some Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

Stop, drop, kaboom, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr.
Far from little, ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender

Doctor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle

Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a with 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 at the Holidae In

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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 Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the begin

Yeah, let the party begin,
ling, all the way in St. Louis
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace

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

Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the thing
Now what I'm talking
We disturb the peace right now

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