Luyện nghe bài hát Bollywood Chick

I gotta Bollywood Chick, she says she wants to what Hollywood is,
I gotta Bollywood chick, I love the way she her hips do a twist,
yeah I gotta hip hop her favorite rappers Pac and Big,
I gotta hip hop chick ask her better and she say they both the shit.

She [x4]
She [x4]

1]
I'm a dog millionaire
livin', out of prison
in the Air
When the in the system
Ain't no if Nyce goin diss em, hit em that flip em
Activate her mouth talking down about the
Move to the next chick and continue my
Money over bitches, over snitches
Money over this over
If you bring it back
Shawty sayin Nyce gimme one chance
I'm I'm not tryna be you man
The these fellas do for romance
You can hate but you can't my swag

2]
Hey Tecca
I gotta dame ya
Gotta have gouda queso gotta have change ta
Get her to you
Poonana Nina gets brain cause my money game is insane I'm a hip hop of famer
Nina gots grills so the bitches wanna me
Wrists don't lookin betta than your rollie
bitch want the Louis and the Chloe
And what she'll get after she do me and blow me
Black, and Indian she'll take from any man
But when we are finished she then begin to to get me in
my dicks a tight fit fight with the nice split Tech Nina
I do that chick likes this

3]
I met this fly hip chick
pink lipstick
She said I like a bad man I come get me
to ball
I I got it all
More writing on my body than a bathroom
Getting cash by the full
Pinky and my wrist
I took her shopping and then to the disco
Windy, Windy, grind on the
Double D Cup fuck with the
Yes I am dude
I when God made you he was in a good mood
She said I can't be contolled only
I you came to the right place baby I'm a beast
Hop into my wip cops pulled me
Don't worry bout a thing shorty Mad Child
She listen to my and she loves every verse
Now she's my bottom got my piece in her purse
Ya she kept the trap when police went to work
If anyone disrespect my boo they gettin

4]
She called me from the
In LA on my
I'm flying in tommorow well I'm already
The on the third eye
She on the red eye
We do the right thing my friend like besta
My little Indian
The of glamour girl you can see in your dreams
like a gypsy
Her got me tipsy
Her nod of her
a rod of concipse
Very flexible the yoga
Charming snake play with the
Can't down bangled tiger
a fever know why I like her