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 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 blends
One thing leading to another let the begin.

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

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

Now I'm on Highway 2-7 a natural graze road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
look like he in the game and must be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
three girls on the elevator like wassup
I told 'em me they knew 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
on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel my head a toxic waste

There's some girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's that that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I come to talk, I ain't come to sit
I came for was to find 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 four of 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 begin

Ma up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a in the bathroom 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 cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a heathen

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

(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 another let the 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 and sip on some Hen
One thing 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 the pickle
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 wood 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 ghetto
I done the instrumental, laid 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 four of your friends
(What we do?)
Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

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

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

bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a of that Hen, some D S O P
Oh wee, and that sticky icky

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

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