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 bomb

(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

(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 leading to another, let the party begin

Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel
Just bring the liquor, already eight shawties
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 highway 270, needin' Bridge Road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be

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

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

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

(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 begin

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

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

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 me a reason to be a damn heathen

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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

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

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

Doctor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
play 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 balls are not whiffle

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

Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a tempo
I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy at the 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 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 four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

Yeah, let the party begin,
ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, Tha Peace

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

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

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