Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

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

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the 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 to another let the party begin

Peeps me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight
I'm on my way (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 graze road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, 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 told em follow me they 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 to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em
bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I 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 gon' do?) Feel on each and sip on some Hen
One leading 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 in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm cheesing
She me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha
Then I thought about, no while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next wit some girls lookin like they from an island

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

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, 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
and Kibbles, got 'em all after 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 lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it 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 each 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, Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and that sticky icky
And we gone do the thing
Now I'm talking bout
We gon' disturb the peace now
Yeah we ain't nothing but chillin
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 told you