Bomb ass Ma ooh, you got bomb, know you got it Ma ooh, you got some ass pussy Ma, I you got that bomb 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 bring four of your (What we do?) Work on our ppt and sip on blends One leading to another let the work begin.
(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 Hen One thing leading to another let the party
Peeps call me up, 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 graze road I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo' up, stop parked, rims still spinning Valet like he in the game and must be winning
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 B E T?"
Ya me, ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling Knock on the door I'm on the scene of Busted in, bottle to the face Fuck it then, feel my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in here, I 'em whispering 'bout, "That's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' 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 chillin' at the 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 Hen One leading to another let the party begin
(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 another let the party
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 what's on my mind, off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the drunk, and 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 reason to be a heathen
Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera I thought about it, no footage while I ram her Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling Sharing the next wit some girls lookin' 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 other and sip on some Hen 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 four of your friends (What we do?) on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the begin
Stop, drop, kaboom, rub on ya nipples Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle Got 'em under control, the of tender biddles
Doctor giggles, I can't stop it tickles Just play a little D and I'll make ya dribble Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop
Let the trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple brain in the rental, I done did it again My chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In
(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 Hen One thing leading to another let the party
(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 Hen One leading to another let the party begin
Yeah, let the begin, bitch Ling, all the way in St. Louis My nigga Chingy, tha peace Luda, Luda, going hard on you
Yeah bitch, four of ya friends Meet me at the In a gang of that Hen, some D S O P Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the damn thing, now what I'm 'bout We gon' disturb the right now we ain't doing nothing but chillin' We chillin' and
Know I'm talking 'bout, so push the button You know what's happenin', fa Yeah bitch, trying to run from this You can't out run the bitch, I done told you