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Chingy
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Holidae In (Clean Version)
作词：Howard Bailey, Christopher Bridges, Shamar Daugherty, Alonso Lee
Bomb ass pussy
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Peeps call me up said it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shorties
I'm on my way let me stop by the store
(Way)
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like, 'Whats up?'
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said, 'Ain't you that boy that be on B E T?'
'Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling'
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
**** it then, feel like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in here, I heard 'em whispering
Talking bout, 'That's that dude that sing 'Right Through' he glistening'
I ain't come to talk
(Talk)
I ain't come to sit
(Sit)
What I came for was to find out who I'm gon' hit, aww ****
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
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Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Ma showed up like 'What's the hold up?'
Man know what get them wraps and roll up
I took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppin'
You know what's 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 like, 'Yeah!', 'Oh really?'
Now she naked strip teasing, me I'm just cheesing
She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen
Handled that, told ol' G, bring the camera
Then I thought about it, no footage as I ram her
Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling
Sharing the next room with some girls lookin' like they from an island
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
Stop, drop, Kaboom! Baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doctor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little 'D' and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, with no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels
For shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle
Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, with a ghetto tempo
I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
Getting brain in the rental, I done did it again
My eyes Chinky, I'm with Chingy at the Holidae In
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
(Who you with?)
Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends
(What we gon' do?)
Feel on each other and sip on some hen
One thing leading to another let the party begin
(Whachu doin'?)
Nothing chillin' at the Holidae In
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