《Holidae In(Feat. Ludacris And Snoop Dogg)》歌词

歌曲： Holidae In(Feat. Ludacris And Snoop Dogg)

所属专辑：Hoodstar (Edited)

歌手： Chingy

时长： 07:49

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作词 : bridges, christopher brian/chingy/daugherty, shamar/lee, alonso[00:00:00]

bomb ass pussy[00:00:02]

ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it[00:00:03]

ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy[00:00:06]

ma i know you got that bomb bomb pussy[00:00:09]

(whachu doin?) nothing chillin at the holidae in[00:00:12]

(who you wit?) me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends[00:00:15]

(what we gon' do?) feel on each other and sip on some hen[00:00:18]

one thing leading to another let the party begin[00:00:21]

(whachu doin?) nothing chillin at the holidae in[00:00:25]

(who you wit?) me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends[00:00:28]

(what we gon' do?) feel on each other and sip on some hen[00:00:31]

one thing leading to another let the party begin[00:00:34]

peeps call me up[00:00:37]

just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties[00:00:41]

i'm on my way (way) let me stop by the store[00:00:44]

get a 12 pack of corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?[00:00:46]

now i'm on highway 270 and natural bridge road[00:00:50]

i'm already blowed, hit third i'm a be be blowed some mo'[00:00:53]

pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning[00:00:57]

valet look like he in the game and must be winning[00:01:00]

to room 490 i'm headed, on my way up[00:01:03]

there's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"[00:01:06]

i told em follow me they knew i had it cracking b[00:01:09]

one said "ain't you that boy that be on bet?"[00:01:12]

"ya that's me, ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"[00:01:15]

knock on the door i'm on the scene of things[00:01:19]

busted in, henny bottle to the face![00:01:21]

f**k it then, feel like my head a toxic waste[00:01:24]

there's some pretty girls in herre, i heard em whispering[00:01:27]

talking bout "that's that dude that sing 'right thurr' he glistening"[00:01:30]

i ain't come to talk (talk) i ain't come to sit (sit)[00:01:33]

what i came for was to find out who i'm gon hit, aww shit[00:01:36]

(whachu doin?) nothing chillin at the holidae in[00:01:40]

(who you wit?) me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends[00:01:43]

(what we gon' do?) feel on each other and sip on some hen[00:01:46]

one thing leading to another let the party begin[00:01:49]

ma showed up like "what's the hold up?"[00:02:05]

man know what get them wraps and roll up[00:02:08]

i took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin[00:02:11]

you know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping[00:02:14]

niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly[00:02:17]

the girl said "can i be in yo video" i'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"[00:02:19]

now she naked strip teasing, me i'm just cheesing[00:02:23]

she gave me a reason to be a damn heathen[00:02:27]

handled that, told ol' g, bring tha camera[00:02:30]

then i thought about, no footage as i ram her[00:02:33]

walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling[00:02:36]

sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island[00:02:40]

(whachu doin?) nothing chillin at the holidae in[00:02:42]

(who you wit?) me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends[00:02:45]

(what we gon' do?) feel on each other and sip on some hen[00:02:48]

one thing leading to another let the party begin[00:02:51]

stop, drop, kaboom!, baby rub on ya nipples[00:03:07]

some call me ludacris, some call me mr. wiggles[00:03:10]

far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle[00:03:13]

got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles[00:03:17]

doc-tor giggles, i can't stop until it tickles[00:03:20]

just play a little "d" and i'll make ya mouth dribble[00:03:23]

bits and kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle[00:03:26]

i swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle[00:03:29]

hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles[00:03:32]

i ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle[00:03:35]

sippin' some ripple, i got quarters, dimes, and nickels[00:03:38]

for shizzle dizzle, i'm on a track with the big snoop dizzle[00:03:42]

let the henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempo[00:03:44]

i done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple[00:03:48]

getting brain in the rental, i done did it again[00:03:51]

my eyes chinky, i'm wit chingy, at the holidae in[00:03:54]

(whachu doin?) nothing chillin at the holidae in[00:03:57]

(who you wit?) me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends[00:04:00]

(what we gon' do?) feel on each other and sip on some hen[00:04:03]

one thing leading to another let the party begin[00:04:06]

yeah, let the party begin, bitch[00:04:25]

ching-a-ling ling, all the way in st. louis[00:04:28]

my n***a chingy, disturbing tha peace[00:04:32]

luda, luda, going hard on you hoes[00:04:35]

yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends[00:04:39]

meet me at the holidae in[00:04:40]

bring a gang of that hen, some dsop[00:04:42]

oh wee, and light that sticky icky[00:04:45]

and we gone do the damn thing[00:04:47]

now what i'm talking bout[00:04:48]

we gon' disturb the peace right now[00:04:49]

yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin[00:04:51]

we chillin' and nuttin'[00:04:53]

know what i'm talking bout, so push the button[00:04:55]

you know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh[00:04:58]

yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpin'[00:05:01]

you can't out run the pimpin' bitch, i done told you[00:05:06]