Luyện nghe bài hát If My Indian Dad Was A Rapper

Manjeet
Chandigarh 17
You looking through Tinder on a night, yeah
I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one
Staring at my like you want to swipe right
I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one,
And you sick of all those other
let the only real one intimidate ya
You know chocolate is your type, yeah
I'm the one,
I'm the one
I'm the one
I'm the one
I'm the one (Manjeet)

I can give you more spice than you felt
I kiss her on the cheek and watch her foundation
I hit that yoga pose and she to touch herself
'Cause I do it right, didn't even blur my belt
I'm not Chance The Rapper, everything is
And I drive a big truck so I have the key
My daily is eating 13 rotis
And then one, my wifey serve it up to me
She say she a guy who can speak another language
Like kidhan soniyeh, I'm a mother effing
She want sex after marriage but let me you this
When I hit it, we playing cricket and it's to be a six
She want to go to India, get gold, no spray
Want to see the Taj Mahal we on vacation
Go to my nation, aloo is potato
But she ain't got no
doe

Yes I am a minority, but I the most
The majority of your aunties are all my posts
And I her goosebumps, I am Manjeet the ghost
Her ex is now comedy, I made boy a joke

on the beat
Be the
Conviction
I am a guy, my name is Manjeet
Sector 17
And one time let me tell you on this beat
What is my routine
In my taxi, my
In my taxi, my
In my taxi, my Uber, I mean
In my

All the ladies scream Manjeet when see me on the street
Oh-ho, I am in my taxi, oh-ho, I am inside of my
Got a on my right and my lunch in my backseat
Oh-ho, I am in my taxi, oh-ho, I am inside of my

I'm cruising through the town, got my down
Justin Bieber in my speaker very loud
I have many rupees, buying by the pound
I would make it rain but then people drown
I need GPS, I have map in my brain
When I see traffic, I my own lane
I don't need street name, no, I this tree
Out of my way, beep, horn, please
Beep beep, okay please
Gel in my hair because I am the
Ladies love it so they tell me what to
And then I give them call and then ask me,
Manjeet, can you please me up in taxi?

That's
Manjeet
Chandigarh 17
Rap music, getting all the womens, that's
And all the mens, I mean, no, not like
I mean because I'm handsome so everybody like
Okay, thank you,
Cancel
Okay,

Raindrop,
Cooking naan on a thavaa
it with butter like hot, hot, hot
I'm serving it to your mother
I go to when bored
First class when I board
Own so property, life is Monopoly
Pay me 'cause I own the board

My auntie's bad and
She got them stacks of rupees
She did it herself, she got it herself, she say hell no to them
My bad and boujee
She got the stacks of them
Saree worth more your car, she dropping stacks at the bazaar

I check the on my Rollie
Got girls turning red, it's not
I'm my cookie in tea
I'm lit and not Diwali
I'm killing suckers like Dexter
Bag of money when I her
Chipotle say is extra
I'm like do you want cash or cheque,
I'm allergic to Uber X, I do that Uber Lux
I know tip but I still give him 100 bucks
He want to give me but I only drink champagne
My girl start texting, change destination, now we kissing lanes
I Gucci, Prada, Versace
I got Chanel on my
I live in a with gates
can't get to my place
I am first class, like 8AM
I Lassi, I keep it cool
Can't find your chachi, with your massi, stroking in my swimming pool
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya