im chillin at the holiday inn

I done blazed the instrumental, laid it plain and simple
AH YEA Betch!

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.

o ride!

Holidae in my favorite crib...........

nothin' chillin' at the HOLIDAE INN>>>>>>>>>

i luv diz

THIZ IS DA FUCKIN SHIT RIGHT HERE

dis da shyt right herrrre!!!!!!!!!!

oooooo u got sum bomb ass puuuu-c.........

lov it