Pocketful of rupees,
Hands off my Bouja, all you got is two peas,
Bro, I'm so Salman I'm a sushi,

"DeBang Debang", do that to my groupies.

Beats like butter I'm a true Ghi,

Pretty girls with nice TaTa's that's industry
Cos this is how we living, yeh we living large.
Sipping syzurp, and krunk at the Taj,


[CHORUS]
India,

Walking down the street and there's so many motorbikes and cars,
(So many cars, but they ain't going fast)
Hanging out the front of some guy's house cos he's a Bollywood star,

(So many stars, all named Kahn)
Eating Toblerones and little snackies from the mini-bar,
(Cos we can't trust the tap water)

Hanging out with Mr Bau while he's driving crazy in the car.

[VERSE]

Card party for diwali til the sunrise
Have another one, you ain't gotta self-drive.
Aussie friends shy, act like you don't know me??

here a real gangsta hold hands with his homies,

Old men got orange hair in India,

it's like Sex in the City and they Cynthia,
Disco and Ben Mattick sing to ya,
India I love you, we ain't got beef with ya.


[CHORUS]
India,

You gotta get it into ya, the curries make you windier,
Eating a samosa while I'm sucking on a Kingfisher
Driving on the streets you know the destinations never far,

"Just a half-an-hour", that is all it takes in India.

But wrong turn, and that's all it takes,

we lost a homegirl for about 3 days,
maybe it was salad, or water from the tap
but it's cool cos she bounced back


the only place that you'll neck Fosters til your head wobbles,
the only place you'll get knocking at a red crossing,

more than a billion, you ain't ever lonely
India tikka all-a dosa boxes for me, homie.