Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

(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 to another let the party begin

(Whachu doin?) Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps 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 party

Peeps call me upphone ringsaid a ho-tel party
Just bring the there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me by the store
Get a 12 of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be
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 I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, bottle to the face
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 'Right 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

(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 and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

Ma showed up like "what's the up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing poppin
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm "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
I thought about, no footage while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an

(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 to another let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary giggle
Got 'em under control, the of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I felt this good, since 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 Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it and simple
brain in the rental, I done 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 of your 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 on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm talking
We disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't nothing but chillin
We chillin' and
Know what I'm bout, so push the button
You what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'
You can't out run the bitch, I done told you