Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday Inn

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

(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 friends
(What we do?)
Work on our ppt and sip on blends
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 each other and sip on Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Peeps me up, said it's a hotel party
Just the liquor there's already 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 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the like wassup
I told 'em follow me knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you that boy 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 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 sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I ain't to sit
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing 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 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 and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

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

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 while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit girls lookin' like they from an island

(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

(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

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

Doctor giggles, I can't until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll ya mouth 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' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big 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 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, won't you bring four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on other and sip on some Hen
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 of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

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

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

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

what I'm talking 'bout, so push the button
You know what's happenin', fa
Yeah bitch, trying to run from pimpin'
You can't out run the bitch, I done told you