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letra de welcome to india - luda krishna & vikram mc

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[intro]
ya, mc vikram and luda krishna representing yaar
that’s right, increase the volume please… thank you

[verse 1, luda krishna]
welcome to india, mango juices and l-ssi, samosa crazy desis
and little kids that are milking the bhainses
toothbrush in my pocket, what is that?
we use our fingers here to keep our t–th clear, who said that?
luda krishna here, vikram owns the tata gears
and i’m sitting in the maruti supreme
with the cooling gl-ss on no one bothers me
biggest stars since the ever famous mamooty
come with me to a place where we sip frooties
and we eat the sweets while monkeys, roam the streets
old uncle sits – big belly and very smelly (burp!)
thank you vikram, would you please p-ss the jelly
i mean the pickle, hand it down this way, no mistake
we greet the people at the end of the day!
sixty five people hanging out, the door starts coming out
therefore, please don’t raise your hand, you are not sure
i broke into the local corner-store
bought myself a very nice looking carrom board
my fingers get sore when i shoot and i score
and the larkis all scream coz they all want some more
of the luda krishna and the vikram mc
sweetest things to hit the states since mango chutney
we keep the kundis shaking, you better trust me
the name is luda krishna, but my friends call me sandeep, what!? (burp!)

[intermission]
ohhh, vikram, is that you my friend?!
that is me my friend!
oh, please enter this rap game!
ok man! c’mon … tell me where you are going my friend

[hook]
welcome to india where the cows eat hay
and we drive auto-rickshaws everyday
goat-meat, yummy sweets while monkeys roaming
the roosters don’t crow till five in the morning!(2x)

[verse 2, vikram mc]
now the kundis don’t jiggle till i am rapping
so please don’t p-ss the gas when you are laughing
up the music charts like mango trees i climb
with a smooth voice like mine, is it a crime
representing rap music since ninety seven?
rap maharaja, i don’t work at 7-eleven
throw your hands in the air if you’ve got facial hair
not just for the guys, c’mon ladies be fair!
i’m the mfp, most fobbious player
wearing hot lungis, do you think i really care?
monday night – computer club
tuesday night – at akbaar rotary saying ‘sweet thing, what is up?’
wednesday – i’m out making rupees
thurday – on the lookout for bharatnatyam queen
friday – everybody must know where i’m at
coz i’m chilling on the field with my big cricket bat
sat-rday – my farts are breezy … believe me
so strong they will get you mad dizzy
sunday – yaar, i cannot start weeping
because on monday i will start the creeping .. hallo!

[intermission]
ohhhh … i love that my friend!
yaa dawg, that was funda-stic. hey thank you, you’re fabulous!
oh, thank you my friend! oh …

[hook]
welcome to india where the cows eat hay
and we drive auto-rickshaws everyday
goat-meat, yummy sweets while monkeys roaming
the roosters don’t crow till five in the morning! (2x)

[outro]
oh, oh, go luda, go luda
ah, its my b’day!
that is your b’day man!
yaaaaah. you know boy!
oh oh oh … it’s great!
ah, indian my friend. good night!
alright, goodbye … kiss my b-ttocks!!

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