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    Swet Shop yup yup yup
    Swet Shop yup yup yup
    Queens
    Third World Family
    Swet Shop Boys
    Fuck the Pet Shop Boys
    Third World Family
    Swet Shop Boys

    Yo, he went from acting unruly, now he acting in movies
    Yo, back when the action was packin' an uzi
    Now they say, dude, he truly the new Rumi
    And she wanna do me, cause my crib's so roomy
    Yo, they need to put me in a motherfucking movie
    Yes Boss, my girl look like Juhi (Chawla)
    Truly, he move quick like Bruce Lee
    Who? Hi-ma woohee

    Same Himanshu them used to call coolie
    Now my bag’s Louis, what's your shit? Tumi?
    Yeah, the money come straight to me
    Need a Kamal like Amal, brown George Clooney

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    Phooey, none of these rappers can outdo me
    Call me Sam “Mouli, ” stocked up???
    Himanshu, he not sorry, he Suri
    She in a sari, like Ferrari how she move me

    I'm Paki Chan, I'm Paki Robinson, I'm Pak Nicholson
    Pour brown on the rocks, I'm Pak Daniels
    My yat is Paki Onassis
    I'm Prince Naseem when he had it

    But I'm baffled, unraveling, cause I still love hate
    What I see in the mirror, whenever I see my face
    I think, what if I was fairer skinned? Had less of the melanin
    Would I get more work or would I not be worth anything?
    Cause right now, I'm the king of my pigeon hole
    Big fish in a trickle of piss on the road
    I went to hit the back of the net
    But the fisherman don’t want me
    They let me go, fresh off the boat

    It gets into your head
    Like going from Rizwan to Riz Ahmed
    Did I edit myself or did I get them to stretch?
    With the Karachi kid on the red carpet

    Swet Shop
    Swet Shop
    Swet Shop boys

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