Luyện nghe bài hát Holidae Inn

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

(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 Henn'
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 other and sip on some
One thing leading to another, let the party

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

Now I'm on 270, needin' Natural Bridge Road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a get blowed mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and be winning

To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like,
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 equipped wit much
Knock on the I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face
Fuck it then, feel my head a toxic waste

some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout, "That's that dude that 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk, I come to sit
What I came for was to find out who I'm hit, aww shit

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

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

Ma up like, "What's the hold up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing poppin'
You what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping

Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, actin'
The said, "Can I be in yo video", I'm like, "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 footage I ram her
out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some lookin' 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 and sip on some Henn'
One thing to another, let the party begin

(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing 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
One thing leading to another, let the party

Stop, drop, kaboom, baby rub on ya
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr.
Far from little, make ya mammary glands
Got 'em under control, the bowl of biddles

Doctor giggles, I stop until it tickles
Just play a little D and I'll make ya mouth
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but balls are not whiffle

Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track the Big Snoop Dizzle

Let the Henny trickle, the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy at the In

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

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

Yeah, let the party begin,
ling, all the way in St. Louis
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace

Luda, Luda, hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a of that Henn', some D S O P

Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the damn
Now what I'm talking
We gon' disturb the peace now

Yeah we ain't doing but chillin'
We and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so the button
You what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from pimpin'
You can't outrun the pimpin' bitch, I done you
You can hide in Atlanta, you can in St. Louis