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 that bomb bomb

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

(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the In
(Who you wit?) Me and my won't you bring four of your friends
(What we do?) Feel 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
Just bring the there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an of 'dro, ya know?
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 girls on the like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it B
One said "ain't you boy that 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 like my head a toxic
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em
Talking bout "that's that dude that 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I 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 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

Ma showed up like "what's the up?"
Man know what get wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the 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 cheesing
She gave me a to be a damn heathen
Handled that, ol' G, bring tha camera
Then I thought about, no footage I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, still whiling
Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin they from an island

(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 other and sip on Hen
One thing to another let the party begin

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I stop until it tickles
Just play a "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 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
Getting brain in the rental, I did it again
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 of your friends
(What we gon' do?) on each other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

Yeah, let the begin, bitch
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, hard on you hoes
Yeah bitch, four of ya friends
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of Hen, some DSOP
Oh wee, and light that icky
And we gone do the damn
Now what I'm bout
We gon' disturb the right now
Yeah we doing nothing but chillin
We chillin' and
Know what I'm talking bout, so 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