Holidae In Lyrics

Holidae In

[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 In
(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 Hen
One
thing leading to another let the party begin

[Chorus: Chingy +
(Girl)]
(Whachu doin?) Nothing chillin at the Holidae In
(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 Hen
One thing leading to another let the party
begin

[Verse 1: Chingy]
Peeps call me up [phone ring] said it's a
ho-tel party
Just bring the liquor there's already eight shawties
I'm on
my way (way) let me stop by the store
Get a 12 pack of Corona, plus an ounce
of 'dro, ya know?
Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm
already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop
parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be
winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the
elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking
B
One 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 things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel
like my head a toxic waste
There's some pretty girls in herre, I heard em
whispering
Talking 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 up
I took a chick in the
bathroom seeing what's poppin
You know what's 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" 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 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 'em under
control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor 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, wit 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, 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, I'm 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 I'm talking bout
We gon'
disturb the peace right now
Yeah we ain't doing nothing but chillin
We
chillin' and nuttin'
Know what I'm talking bout, so push the button
You
know what's happenin', fa shizzle, uh huh
Yeah bitch, trying to run from
this pimpin'
You can't out run the pimpin' bitch, I done told you