Luyện nghe bài hát Bollywood Chick

I gotta Bollywood Chick, she says she to know what Hollywood is,
I Bollywood chick, I love the way she makes 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 better and she say they the shit.

She [x4]
She Workin

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

2]
Hey Tecca
I gotta Bollywood ya
Gotta have moola queso gotta have change ta
Get her to you
Poonana gets 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 chill lookin than your rollie
Bollywood want the Louis and the Chloe
And thats she'll get after she do me and blow me
Black, white and Indian take from any man
But when we are finished she then begin to to get me in
Cause my a tight fit fight with the nice split Tech Nina
I do that Bollywood chick this

3]
I met this fly hip chick
Like pink
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 fist
Pinky and my glow
First I took her shopping and to the disco
Windy, Windy, on the stallian
Double D Cup fuck with the
Yes I am dude
I said when God you he was in a good mood
She said I can't be contolled unleashed
I said you came to the place baby I'm a beast
Hop into my wip cops me over
Don't worry bout a shorty Mad Child sober
She listen to my music and she loves verse
Now she's my bitch got my piece in her purse
Ya she kept the trap shut when went to work
If anyone disrespect my boo gettin murked

4]
She me from the deli
In LA on my
I'm flying in well I'm already ready
The on the third eye
She on the red eye
We do the thing my best friend like besta
My Indian queen
The of glamour girl you can see in your dreams
Moves a gypsy
Her got me tipsy
Her nod of her
Move a rod of
flexible studys the yoga
Charming snake play the cobra
Can't slow bangled tiger
Jump a fever know why I her