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 pussy

(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 Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

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

Peeps call me up, said it's a party
Just bring the liquor, there's already 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 highway 270, needin' Natural Road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a get blowed some mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
Valet look he in the game and must be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three on the elevator like, Wassup
I 'em follow me, they 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
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, like my head a toxic waste

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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

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

Ma up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man know get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing poppin'
You know what's on my mind, off and panties 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 just
She gave me a reason to be a heathen

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

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing 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 party

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

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just a little D and I'll make 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' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop

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

(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 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 peeps won't you bring four of your
(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 nigga Chingy, Tha Peace

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

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

Yeah we ain't nothing but chillin'
We chillin' and
Know I'm talking bout, so push the button
You what's 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 in St. Louis