Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae Inn

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

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

Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel
Just bring the liquor, there's already eight
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 blowed, hit third I'm a get blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still
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 'em follow me, they knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you that boy be on BET?"

Ya me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my a toxic waste

There's some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em
Talking 'bout, "That's that dude that sing 'Right he glistening"
I ain't 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 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 Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

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

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

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

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

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

Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle

Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
I blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
brain 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 won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Henn'
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 bring four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Henn'
One leading to another, let the party 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, bring 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 talking
We gon' disturb the right now

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