Chingy - Holidae Inn (Explicit) (feat. Ludacris & Snoop Dogg) Lyrics
[Intro: Snoop Dogg]Bomb ass *****Ma ooh you got that bomb, know you got itMa ooh, you got some bomb ass *****Ma I know you got that bomb bomb *****[Chorus: Snoop] + (Girl)(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae Inn(Who you wit?) Me and my peeps won't you bring four of your friends(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some HenOne 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 won't you bring four of your friends(What we gon' do?) Feel on each other and sip on some HenOne thing leading to another let the party begin[Verse 1: Chingy]Peeps call me up {*phone ring* said it's a ho-tel partyJust bring the liquor there's already eight shawtiesI'm on my way (way) let me stop by the storeGet a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce of 'dro, ya know?Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze roadI'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinningValet look like he in the game and must be winningTo room 490 I'm headed, on my way upThere's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking BOne said "ain't you that boy that be on BET?""Ya that's me, Ching-a-ling equipped wit much ding-a-ling"Knock on the door I'm on the scene of thingsBusted in, Henny bottle to the face!***** it then, feel like my head a toxic wasteThere's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em whisperingTalking bout "that's that dude that sing 'Right Thurr' 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 shit[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy][Verse 2: Chingy]Ma showed up like "what's the hold up?"Man know what get them wraps and roll upI took a chick in the bathroom seeing what's poppinYou know what's on my mind, shirts off and panties droppingNiggaz knocking on the door drunk, and sillyThe girl said "can I be in yo video" I'm like "yeah!", "oh really?"Now she ***** strip teasing, me I'm just cheesingShe gave me a reason to be a damn heathenHandled that, told ol' G, bring tha cameraThen I thought about, no footage while I ram herWalked out the bathroom smiling, cats still whilingSharing 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 nipplesSome call me Ludacris, some call me Mr. WigglesFar from little, make ya mammary glands giggleGot 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddlesDoc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it ticklesJust play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribbleBits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickleI swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffleHit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistlesI ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistleSippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickelsFor shizzle dizzle, I'm on a track with the Big Snoop DizzleLet the Henny trickle, down the beat, wit a ghetto tempoI done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simpleGetting brain in the rental, I done did it againMy eyes chinky, I'm wit Chingy, at the Holidae In[Chorus: Snoop + Chingy][Outro: Snoop Dogg]Yeah, let the party begin, *****Ching-a-ling Ling, all the way in St. LouisMy nigga Chingy, Disturbing Tha PeaceLuda, Luda, going hard on you hoesYeah *****, bring four of ya friendsMeet me at the Holidae InBring a gang of that Hen, some DSOPOh wee, and light that sticky ickyAnd we gone do the damn thingNow what I'm talking boutWe gon' disturb the peace right nowYeah we ain't doing nothing but chillinWe chillin' and nuttin'Know what I'm talking bout, so push the buttonYou know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huhYeah *****, trying to run from this pimpin'You can't out run the pimpin' *****, I done told you
