Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

(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 to another let the party begin

(Whachu doin?) chillin at the Holidae In
(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the begin

Peeps call me upphone ringsaid it's a party
Just bring the there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the
Get a 12 of Corona, plus an 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 some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, still spinning
Valet like he in the game and must be winning
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator "wassup"
I told em me they knew I had it cracking 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 girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't to sit (sit)
I came for was to find out who I'm gon hit, aww shit

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

Ma showed up like "what's the up?"
Man know get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom what's poppin
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
Niggaz knocking on the drunk, and silly
The said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
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, cats whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin they from an island

(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 to another let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr.
Far from little, ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the of tender 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 after the
I swing it like a bat, but balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or
I ain't felt good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' 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 beat, wit a ghetto
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it and simple
Getting 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 other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ling, all the way in St. Louis
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you
bitch, bring four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of that Hen, some
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the damn
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 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