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 you got that bomb bomb pussy

(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 leading to another, let the party begin

(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 leading to another, let the party begin

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

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

There's some pretty girls in here, I 'em whispering
'bout, "That's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I come 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 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'?)
Nothing 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 some
One leading to another, let the party begin

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

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

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

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

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but 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
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Dizzle

Let the Henny trickle, the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I blazed 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'?)
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 leading 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?)
on each other and sip on some Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, 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 light that icky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm bout
We disturb the peace right now

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