Luyện nghe bài hát If My Indian Dad Was A Rapper

Manjeet
Chandigarh 17
You looking Tinder 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 other imitators
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 melt
I hit that yoga pose and she start to herself
'Cause I do it right, they even blur my belt
I'm not Chance The Rapper, is guaranteed
And I drive a big truck so I the major key
My daily is eating 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 but let me tell you this
When I hit it, we cricket and it's going to be a six
She to go to India, get gold, no spray tans
Want to see the Taj when we on vacation
Go to my nation, where aloo is
But she ain't got no
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 Manjeet the
Her ex is now comedy, I that boy a joke

Manjeet on the
Be the
music
I am a cool guy, my 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 mean
In my

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

I'm cruising the town, got my windows down
Justin Bieber in my playing very loud
I have many rupees, buying ladoos by the
I would it rain but then people would drown
I need GPS, I have map in my brain
I see traffic, I make my own lane
I don't need street name, no, I recognize this
Out of my way, beep, horn, okay
beep, horn okay please
Gel in my hair I am the style
Ladies love it so they tell me to dial
And then I give them and then they ask me,
Manjeet, can you please pick me up in

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

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

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

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