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Bomb ass
Bomb, oh, you got that bomb, you got it
Bomb, oh, you got some bomb-ass
Bomb, I know you got that bomb, pussy

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(What you doin'?) Nothing, at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your
(What we gon' do?) Feel on other, and sip on some Hen
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 (way); let me by the store
Get a twelve pack of Corona a ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on 2-7, need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed; hit third, I'm a be be blowed mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
lookin' like he in the game and must be winning
To four-nine-O I'm headed; on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator "wassup"
I told "follow me"
knew I had it cracking, B
One said, "ain't you that boy be on BET?"
"Yeah, that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped much ding-a-ling."
on the door; I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face!
Fuck it then; feel like my head a waste
There's pretty girls in here; I heard 'em whispering
Talking 'bout "that's that dude that sing Thurr'; he glistening."
I come to talk (talk), I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to out who I'm gon' hit; aww, shit

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Ma up like, "what's the hold up?"
Man what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom, what's poppin'
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggas knocking on the door drunk, silly
The said, "can I be in yo' video?"
I'm "yeah!" Oh really?
Now she naked, strip me, I'm just cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G the camera
Then I thought about no while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit' girls lookin' like they from an island

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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 tender
Doctor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
Just a little "D," and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good since my lived off a thistle
some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle down the wit' a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and
Getting in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes chinky; I'm wit' Chingy at the Inn

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[Snoop
Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling-ling all the way in St.
My Chingy disturbing tha peace
Luda, Luda hard on you hos
Yeah, bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the Inn
Bring a of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light sticky icky
And we gon' do the damn
what I'm talking 'bout?
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah, we ain't nothing but chillin'
We chillin' and
Know what I'm talking 'bout? So push the
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh-huh
Yeah, bitch, trying to run from pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin',
I done you