Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

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

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

call me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me by the store
Get a 12 of Corona, plus 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 still
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 "ain't you that boy that 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, bottle to the face
it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't to sit (sit)
What I came for was to out who I'm gon hit, aww shit

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

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know get them wraps and roll up
I took a in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know 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 cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen
Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls 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 friends
(What we gon' 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 me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary giggle
Got 'em control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it
play a little "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 felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
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 and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
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 bring of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to another let the 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
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and that sticky icky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking
We gon' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We chillin' and
Know I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done you