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 know you got that bomb pussy

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

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

Peeps me upphone ringsaid it's 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 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya
Now I'm on 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
Valet like he in the game and must be winning
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit ding-a-ling"
on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, bottle to the face
Fuck it then, like my head a toxic waste
There's pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww

(Whachu doin?) chillin 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 Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Ma showed up like "what's the up?"
Man know get them wraps and roll up
I a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
knocking on the door 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 me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage I ram her
Walked out the smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they an island

(Whachu doin?) Nothing at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps you bring four of your friends
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the
I swing it like a bat, but these are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt this good, since my wood 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 tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
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 four of your
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
a gang of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the thing
Now what I'm bout
We gon' disturb the right now
Yeah we ain't doing but chillin
We and nuttin'
Know I'm talking bout, so push the button
You what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from this
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done you