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 bring four of friends
(What we do?)
Work on our ppt and sip on some
One thing 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 your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Peeps call me up, said it's a party
Just bring the liquor 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 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit 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 knew I had it 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 I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face
it then, feel like my head a toxic waste

There's some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em
Talking 'bout, "That's that dude that sing 'Right he glistening"
I ain't to talk, I ain't come to sit
What I came for was to 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 of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party 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 to another 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 what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping

knocking on the door drunk, and silly
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, tha camera
Then I thought it, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin' like from an island

(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 other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another 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?)
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, call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll ya mouth dribble
and Kibbles, got 'em all after 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, my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
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 brain in the rental, I did it again
My chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In

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

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My Chingy, disturbing tha peace
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 that sticky icky

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

Know what I'm talking 'bout, so push the
You what's happenin', fa sizzle
Yeah bitch, to run from this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done you