Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

Bomb ass
Ma ooh you got that bomb, you got it
Ma ooh, you got some ass pussy
Ma I know you got that bomb pussy

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

Peeps call me upphone ringsaid a ho-tel party
Just the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm blowed, hit third 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
three girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the
Fuck it then, feel like my a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to out who I'm gon hit, aww shit

(Whachu doin?) chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Ma up like "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and up
I took a chick in the seeing what's poppin
You what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the drunk, and silly
The girl "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 to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha
I thought about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls like they from an island

(Whachu doin?) chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya glands giggle
Got 'em control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
Just play a "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
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, my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
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?) Nothing chillin at the In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of friends
(What we gon' do?) on each other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another 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 gang of that Hen, DSOP
Oh wee, and light that icky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm 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 happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done you