Luyện nghe bài hát (outro)

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

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

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

Peeps call me ringsaid it's a ho-tel party
Just the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on my way (way) let me stop by the
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya
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, parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be
To 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you boy that be on BET?"
"Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling wit much ding-a-ling"
on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny to the face
Fuck it then, feel my head a toxic waste
There's some girls in herre, I heard em whispering
bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' he glistening"
I ain't come to talk (talk) I ain't to sit (sit)
What I came for was to 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?) on each other and sip on some Hen
One leading to another let the party begin

Ma showed up "what's the hold up?"
Man know what get them and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's
You know what's on my mind, shirts off and dropping
knocking on the door drunk, and silly
The girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm "yeah!", "oh really?"
Now she strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, tha camera
Then I thought about, no while I ram her
out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room wit girls lookin like they from an island

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

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya
Some call me Ludacris, 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
and Kibbles, got 'em all after 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, my wood lived off a thistle
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 done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and
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 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

Yeah, let the party begin,
Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St.
My nigga Chingy, Tha Peace
Luda, Luda, going hard on you
Yeah bitch, bring four of ya
Meet me at the In
Bring a gang of that Hen, DSOP
Oh wee, and light that sticky
And we gone do the thing
Now what I'm bout
We gon' disturb the peace now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but
We and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so 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 told you