Indian music; male singer with Indian accent. Indian inspired pop music, upbeat dance
12 April 2024
v3
(Verse)
Good morning, saar, don't redeem that card,
Incredible India, we're working hard.
Ma'am, show your bobs, vageene's a must,
But bloody benchod, don't make us cuss.
India's number one, superpower galore,
But with poverty high, we still implore.
Fifth in economy, that's our pride,
But in poverty's grip, many reside.
Sar, we're migrating to your land,
Twenty pajeets, in one apartment stand.
Tech support scammers, that's our game,
Making grandma cry, for fortune and fame.
(Chorus)
We'll chit on the streets, no toilets in sight,
Animal instincts, in broad daylight.
Street food delights, causing pain and fuss,
Diarrhea's our gift, oh what a plus!
We worship cows, yourine's our potion,
Divine elixir, in devotion.
Cow dung, sar, so divine,
Incredible India, it's our sign.
(Verse)
Holly cow dung, on your plate,
A delicacy, can't debate.
Mixed with rice, it's a treat,
Incredible India, can't be beat.
White lady, show your bobs, with glee,
But our streets are unclean, come see.
Thirty jeets, in apartment spree,
Running IT, that's our decree.
(Chorus)
We won't poo in the loo, that's not our cue,
Chit in the street, what we pursue.
Filthy pajeets, that's our beat,
Oh, India, so sweet!
