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 you got that bomb bomb pussy

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

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

Peeps call me upphone ringsaid it's a party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight
I'm on my way (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 need a natural graze
I'm already blowed, hit I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be
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 BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the
it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right 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 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 get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and
The said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, tha camera
Then I thought about, no while I ram her
out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some 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 and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of biddles
giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt this good, my wood lived off a thistle
some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a with the Big Snoop 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 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 bring four of friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Yeah, let the party begin,
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you
Yeah bitch, bring of ya friends
me at the Holidae In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the thing
Now what I'm bout
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't nothing but chillin
We and nuttin'
Know what I'm bout, so push the button
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I told you