Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae Inn

Bomb ass
Ma ooh, you got bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass
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 friends
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some 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 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 eight
I'm on my way, let me stop by the
Get a 12 of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?

Now I'm on 270, needin' Natural Bridge Road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get blowed mo'
up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be

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

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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 some
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?)
on each other and sip on some Henn'
One thing leading to another, let the party

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

Niggaz knocking on the 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 to be a damn heathen

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

(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

(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 leading to another, let the party begin

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

Doctor giggles, I can't 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 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 dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle

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

(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 to another, let the party begin

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

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha

Luda, Luda, going on you hoes
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 do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking
We disturb the peace right now

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