Luyện nghe bài hát If My Indian Dad Was A Rapper

Manjeet
Chandigarh 17
You looking through on a Friday night, yeah
I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one
Staring at my picture you want to swipe right
I'm the one, yeah, I'm the one,
And you sick of all those other
Don't let the only real one 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 you ever felt
I kiss her on the cheek and watch her foundation
I hit that pose and she start to touch herself
'Cause I do it right, they didn't even my belt
I'm not Chance The Rapper, is guaranteed
And I drive a big so I have the major key
My daily routine is 13 rotis
And another one, my wifey serve it up to me
She say she want a guy who can speak another
Like kidhan soniyeh, I'm a mother savage
She want sex after marriage but let me tell you
When I hit it, we cricket and it's going to be a six
She want to go to India, get gold, no spray
Want to see the Taj Mahal when we on
Go to my nation, aloo is potato
But she got no visa
doe

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

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

All the ladies scream Manjeet they see me on the street
Oh-ho, I am in my taxi, oh-ho, I am inside of my
Got a sweetie on my right and my 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 many rupees, buying ladoos by the pound
I would make it rain but then people drown
I don't GPS, I have map in my brain
When I see traffic, I my own lane
I don't street name, no, I recognize this tree
Out of my way, beep, horn, okay
Beep beep, horn okay
Gel in my hair I am the style
love it so they tell me what to dial
And then I them call and then they ask me,
Manjeet, can you please me up in taxi?

right
Manjeet
Chandigarh 17
Rap music, getting all the womens, right
And all the mens, I mean, no, not this
I mean because I'm very handsome so like
Okay, thank you,
beat
Okay,

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

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

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