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 who's and she say they both the shit.

She [x4]
She Workin

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

2]
Hey Nina
I gotta Bollywood ya
Gotta have gouda moola queso gotta change ta
Get her to you
Poonana Nina brain cause my money game is insane I'm a hip hop hall of famer
gots grills so the bitches wanna know me
Wrists don't lookin betta than your rollie
Bollywood bitch want the Louis and the
And thats 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
Cause my dicks a tight fit fight the nice split Tech Nina
I do that Bollywood chick likes

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

4]
She called me from the
In LA on my
I'm flying in tommorow I'm already ready
The jewel on the eye
She on the red eye
We do the right thing my best like besta
My little queen
The kind of glamour girl you can see in dreams
Moves a gypsy
Her groove got me
Her nod of her
a rod of concipse
Very flexible studys the
snake play with the cobra
Can't slow bangled tiger
Jump a fever know why I her