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 pussy

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

call me up, said it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor there's eight shawties
I'm on my way let me by the store
Get a 12 of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?

Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural road
I'm already blowed, hit I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims spinning
Valet look like he in the and must 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 that's me, ching-a-ling equipped wit 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 that sing 'Right Thurr' 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?)
on each other 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 four of 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 get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the seeing what's 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 naked strip teasing, me I'm cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing 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 Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

Stop, drop, kaboom, rub on ya nipples
Some me Ludacris, some 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
Just play a little D and make ya mouth dribble
and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it a bat, but these balls are not whiffle

Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a track 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 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 of your friends
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

(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 to another let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My nigga Chingy, disturbing tha
Luda, Luda, going hard on you

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

And we gone do the damn thing, now what I'm 'bout
We gon' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing but chillin'
We and nuttin'

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