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

Peeps me up, said it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor, there's eight shawties
I'm on my way, let me by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya

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

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

Ya that's me, equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of
Busted in, Henny to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my 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 ain't come to talk, I ain't to sit
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon' hit, aww

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing 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 Henn'
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 leading to another, let the party

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a tempo
I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I 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 bring four of your
(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 of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some 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, hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of Henn', some D S O P

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

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