Bollywood Lyrics

If this about you, I love you

If it's not, then it's fuck you

If you left, I can't trust you

If you here, I might rush you

Say you love me, I'm like how Sway

Cause girl you loving me the wrong way

I like to be in your skin, I'm talking face to face

So how you say you love affection, then claim you need some space

I'm picking up, you contradicting, what you putting down

Tryna listen, but jumbled words, more like a bunch of sounds

Love an action too, not just a thing, you treat it like a noun

Guess we gotta see, how you gone feel, when I'm just not around

It's not no off switch, had a spark but now I lost it

Cause how I'm giving my all, and now you telling me, you off it

I'm sick of you, ironic, cause yo ass be coughing

Still bought you NyQuil, cause I can't just make my thoughts quit

You on my mind, and I mean it, like all the time

Only thinking, how to make you happy, like my brain yours and not mine

And it's whatever, I'll gladly share, cause girl it's fine

No better pleasure, than us together, that I can find

What's our trajectory

Girl, what do you call our love in jeopardy

We got telepathy, and I think that pussy made for me

Our fun be Rated E, and that's for Elmo not for everybody

Cause you my

Cause you my

Bollywood

Bougie, Bossy, Hollywood

Know you pissed me off, you ask, You Mad

My quick response, Aye bro, I'm good

Bitch this Death Row, can't let you go, must think I'm Suge

Well I am, so baby get it understood

That you stuck with me

When you found me that was luckily

Don't know why you think I'll baby you

We abort, not taking custody

Lost my best friend, but found one of better company

Call me Fat Ass, love when I eat it, guess I'm gluttony

Snoring and farting loud as hell, but you still uppity

Cut my roto, had me tell the hoes, don't fuck with me

And when we make love, you cum first, so why rushing me

I wanna fuck you during your flow, is that too nasty though

Good dick and head, but this mouthpiece more than curling toes

Try to replace me, find worser copies, that might do you bold

Even on bad terms, we go to sleep and wake on the phone

Causeeee, I allow it

Hoes hate and love, you get an allowance

Older body, with low mileage

My bitch details, embody Audi

Cause you my

My bitch resemble a fucking goddess

Cause you my

Bollywood

Bougie, Bossy, Hollywood

Know you pissed me off, you ask, You Mad

Grit my teeth, Aye bro, I'm good

Bitch this Death Row, can't let you go, must think I'm Suge

Well I am, so baby get it understood

That you stuck with me

When you found me that was luckily

Don't know why you think I'll baby you

We abort, not taking custody

And when we make love, you cum first, so why rushing me