Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday Inn

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, for asking, I'm attending 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 some
One thing to another let the work 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?)
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 already shawties
I'm on my way let me by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an of 'dro, ya know?

Now I'm on Highway 2-7 a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed 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 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 toxic

There's some pretty girls in here, I 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I come to sit
What I for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit

(Whachu doin'?)
chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

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

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

knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The said, "Can I be in yo video", I'm like, "Yeah, oh really?"
Now she naked teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a heathen

Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha
Then I about 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'?)
chillin' 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 another let the party

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

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

Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it
Just play a little D and make 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 felt this good, since 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 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 chillin' at the 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 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?)
Feel on each other and sip on 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 on you hoes

Yeah bitch, four 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 thing, now what I'm talking 'bout
We gon' disturb the right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We chillin' and

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