Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

(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?) on each other and sip on some Hen
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 of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

call me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already shawties
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 graze road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, 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 like "wassup"
I em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the
it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that sing 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?) 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 leading to another let the party begin

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a chick in the seeing what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
Niggaz knocking on the 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 just
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, still whiling
Sharing the room wit some girls lookin like they from an island

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

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some call me Ludacris, some me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands
Got 'em under control, the bowl of biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all 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 this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I did it again
My chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In

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

Yeah, let the party begin,
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My Chingy, Disturbing 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 do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking
We gon' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing but chillin
We and nuttin'
Know 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