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8 years ago
Lyrics:Punjab, Oh you up in Punjab?Paid for poetic devices, yeah I got a pun job,First things first, try the suriyon dha saag,Peace to my Delhi fam in Qarol Bahg,And Tony, you a O.G.,Jiski biwi moti,Prolly got fat off the makki di roti,Don't take tension, don't be fussy,Sit back, relax, have a cold glass of lassi,Tell the cab driver slow down, dheere paaji,If you get to Bombay, gotta try the paav baaji,Don't worry about no traffic, the elements move and weave around like it's magic,Peace to Hot Sugar on the beat good looking,Beats simple sounds of my Mom at home cooking,Beat made from the tava and the cooker seeti,Golden Temple, Amritsar, hell of a city!Nothing about my Darjeeling is limited,I drink chai, write a written, then I spit it,Mmm.. like paan in my mouth, peace to my brother Tony, carnal from No Doubt,Tony, don't take tension, Bourdain, horn okay please, don't take tension,Don't take tension, don't be fussy,Sit back, relax, have a cold glass of lassi,Don't take tension, don't be fussy,Sit back, relax, have a cold glass of lassi,Tony, you a O.G., jiski biwi moti,Prolly got fat off the makki di roti,Suriyon dha saag, makki di roti,Sarson dha saag, makki di roti,Sarson dha saag, makki di roti,And then.. also... onions