[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