Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday Inn

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

(What are you doing?)
Nothing, thanks for asking, I'm a conference at the Holiday 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 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?)
Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

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

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

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator 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, equipped wit much ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of
in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a waste

There's some girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's that that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I ain't 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 four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Hen
One thing 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 friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Hen
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 in the bathroom seeing what's 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 cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn

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

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae 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 begin

(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 other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

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

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll make ya dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I swing it a bat, but these balls are not whiffle

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

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

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the 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 thing leading to another let the begin

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing at the Holidae 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 begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, tha peace
Luda, Luda, going on you hoes

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 sticky icky

And we gone do the thing, now what I'm talking 'bout
We gon' the peace 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 sizzle
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this
You out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you