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'?)
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 party

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

Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel
Just bring the liquor, there's already 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 Road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get blowed mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims 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, they 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 scene of
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic

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

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

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

Ma showed up like, "What's the up?"
Man know what get them wraps and 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 teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen

Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage I ram her
Walked out the smiling, cats 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 won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some
One leading to another, let the party begin

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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 to another, let the party begin

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

Doctor giggles, I stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it a bat, but these balls are not whiffle

Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt this good, since my wood off a thistle
some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a with the Big Snoop Dizzle

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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 party

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some Henn'
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 on you hoes
bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
a gang of that Henn', some D S O P

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

Yeah we ain't nothing 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 this pimpin'
You can't outrun the pimpin' bitch, I told you
You can in Atlanta, you can hide in St. Louis