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 at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit?)
Me and my colleagues, you bring four of your friends
(What we do?)
on our ppt and sip on some blends
One thing leading to let the work 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?)
Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

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

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 look like he in the game and must be

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three on the elevator like 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, ching-a-ling equipped wit ding-a-ling
Knock on the door I'm on the of things
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic

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

(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 each other and sip on 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 of your 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 wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the seeing what's poppin'
You know what's on my mind, off and panties dropping

Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and
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 heathen

Handled that, told ol' G, tha camera
Then I thought about it, no footage I ram her
out the bathroom smiling, cats still 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, won't you bring four of your
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on 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 your
(What we do?)
on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party 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 biddles

Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it
Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these are not whiffle

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

Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a tempo
I blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the 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 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 other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

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

Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of 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' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing but chillin'
We chillin' and

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