Luyện nghe bài hát Holiday Inn

Bomb ass
Ma ooh, you got bomb, know you got it
Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass
Ma, I know you got bomb 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, won't you four of your friends
(What we do?)
Work on our ppt and sip on blends
One leading to another let the work begin.

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the In
(Who you wit?)
Me and my peeps, won't you bring of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each and sip on some Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Peeps call me up, it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight
I'm on my way let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, an ounce 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 some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims spinning
Valet look like he in the and must be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
three girls on the elevator like wassup
I told 'em follow me knew I had it cracking B
One said, "Ain't you boy that be on B E T?"

Ya me, ching-a-ling 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 a toxic waste

There's pretty girls in here, I heard '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 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, won't you bring 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, won't you bring four of friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Ma up like, "What's the hold 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, shirts off and panties

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 just
She gave me a reason to be a damn

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

(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'?)
chillin' 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 leading to another let the party begin

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

giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just a little D and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I it like a bat, but these balls 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' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For sizzle dizzle, I'm on a with the Big Snoop Dizzle

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

(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 each other and sip on Hen
One leading 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 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, hard on you hoes

Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of that Hen, D S O P
Oh wee, and light that sticky

And we gone do the damn thing, now I'm talking 'bout
We gon' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing but chillin'
We and nuttin'

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