Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the 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 begin

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

Peeps me upphone ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural road
I'm already blowed, hit I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it B
One said "ain't you that boy 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, Henny bottle to the
Fuck it then, feel like my a toxic waste
There's some pretty in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I come 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?) 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 leading to another let the begin

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them wraps and up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties
Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen
that, told ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no while I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like 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?) Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the of tender biddles
giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all 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, since my wood lived off a
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I done the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it
My eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the In

(Whachu doin?) Nothing 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 other and sip on Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you
Yeah bitch, bring of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of that Hen, DSOP
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'
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' bitch, I done you