Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday Inn

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

(What are you doing?)
Nothing, for asking, I'm attending a conference at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit?)
Me and my colleagues, won't you bring of your friends
(What we do?)
Work on our ppt and sip on some
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 each and sip on some Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Peeps call me up, said it's a party
bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya

Now I'm on Highway 2-7 a natural graze road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the like wassup
I 'em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you boy that be on B E T?"

Ya me, ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling
on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, bottle to the face
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 that sing 'Right he glistening"
I ain't to talk, I ain't come to sit
I came 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, you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to 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 Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Ma up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man know what get them 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, and
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, bring tha
Then I thought it, no footage while I ram her
out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the room wit some girls lookin' like they from an island

(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 Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

(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 Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

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

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a 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 this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a 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 in the rental, I done did it again
My chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In

(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 each and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to 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 each and sip on some Hen
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 hard on you

bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of Hen, some D S O P
Oh wee, and that sticky icky

And we gone do the damn thing, now what I'm 'bout
We disturb the peace right now
we ain't doing nothing but chillin'
We chillin' and

Know what I'm 'bout, so push the button
You what's happenin', fa sizzle
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this
You out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you