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Chingy lyrics Holidae Inn (feat. Ludacris and Snoop Dogg) lyrics [Intro: Snoop Dogg] Bomb ass pussy Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got it Ma ooh, you got some bomb ass pussy Ma I know you got that bomb bomb pussy [Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps wonīt you bring four of your friends (What we gonī do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the party begin [Chorus: Chingy] + (Girl) (Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn (Who you wit?) Me and my peeps wonīt you bring four of your friends (What we gonī do?) Feel on each other and sip on some Hen One thing leading to another let the party begin [Verse 1: Chingy] Peeps call me up {*phone ring*} said itīs a ho-tel party Just bring the liquor thereīs already eight shawties Iīm on my way (way) let me stop by the store Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of īdro, ya know? Now Iīm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road Iīm already blowed, hit third Iīm a be be blowed some moī Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning Valet look like he in the game and must be winning To room 490 Iīm headed, on my way up Thereīs three girls on the elevator like "wassup" I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said "ainīt you that boy that be on BET?" "Ya thatīs me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling" Knock on the door Iīm on the scene of things Busted in, Henny bottle to the face! Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste Thereīs some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whispering Talking bout "thatīs that dude that sing īRight Thurrī he glistening" I ainīt come to talk (talk) I ainīt come to sit (sit) What I came for was to find out who Iīm gon hit, aww shit [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Verse 2: Chingy] Ma showed up like "whatīs the hold up?" Man know what get them wraps and roll up I took a chick in the bathroom seeing whatīs poppin You know whatīs on my mind, shirts off and panties dropping Niggaz knocking on the door drunk, and silly The girl said "can I be in yo video" Iīm like "yeah!", "oh really?" Now she naked strip teasing, me Iīm just cheesing She gave me a reason to be a damn heathen Handled that, told olī G, bring tha camera Then I thought about, no footage while I ram her Walked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whiling Sharing the next room wit some girls lookin like they from an island [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Verse 3: Ludacris] 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 īem under control, the bowl of tender biddles Doc-tor giggles, I canīt stop until it tickles Just play a little "D" and Iīll make ya mouth dribble Bits and Kibbles, got īem all after the pickle I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle Hit īem in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles I ainīt felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle Sippinī some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels For shizzle dizzle, Iīm on a track with the Big Snoop Dizzle Let the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit 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, Iīm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In [Chorus: Snoop + Chingy] [Outro: Snoop Dogg] Yeah, let the party begin, bitch Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. Louis My nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha Peace Luda, Luda, going hard on you hoes Yeah bitch, bring four of ya friends Meet me at the Holidae In Bring a gang of that Hen, some DSOP Oh wee, and light that sticky icky And we gone do the damn thing Now what Iīm talking bout We gonī disturb the peace right now Yeah we ainīt doing nothing but chillin We chillinī and nuttinī Know what Iīm talking bout, so push the button You know whatīs happeninī, fa shizzle, uh huh Yeah bitch, trying to run from this pimpinī You canīt out run the pimpinī bitch, I done told you Other Chingy lyrics: One Call Away (feat. Jason Weaver) lyrics Right Thurr lyrics |