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 bomb

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

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the 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 leading to another let the party

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 of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be some mo'
Pulled up, parked, rims still spinning
look like he in the game and must be winning
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the like "wassup"
I told em follow me they I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy be on BET?"
"Ya me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"
Knock on the door I'm on the of things
in, Henny bottle to the face
Fuck it then, feel my head a toxic waste
some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering
Talking bout "that's that dude that 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't to talk (talk) I ain't come to sit (sit)
I came 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 of your friends
(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on Hen
One thing leading to another let the party

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing poppin
You know on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping
Niggaz knocking on the drunk, and silly
The girl "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn
Handled that, told ol' G, bring tha
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 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

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr.
Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle
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 felt this good, since my wood lived off a
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, the beat, wit a ghetto tempo
I blazed the instrumental, laid it plain 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 four of friends
(What we do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen
One thing leading to let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha
Luda, Luda, going on you hoes
Yeah bitch, bring of ya friends
me at the Holidae In
Bring a of that Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and that sticky icky
And we do the damn thing
Now what I'm bout
We gon' the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We and nuttin'
what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You know happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from pimpin'
You out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you