Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

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

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

Peeps call me upphone it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the
Get a 12 of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still
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 "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, equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic
There's some pretty in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right he glistening"
I ain't come to (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to 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 of your friends
(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 chick in the bathroom seeing poppin
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and
The said "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, told ol' G, tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next wit some girls lookin like they from an island

(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 to another let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and make ya mouth dribble
and Kibbles, got 'em all after 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, my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
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 four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Yeah, let the party begin,
Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, hard on you hoes
bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some
Oh wee, and light that icky
And we do the damn thing
Now I'm talking bout
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We and nuttin'
what I'm talking 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 done you