Brown girl, brown girl
Turn your shit down
You know America don’t wanna hear your sound
Boom boom jungle music
Go back to India
With your crazy shit, you’re bombing up the area
Looking through your Instagram
Looking for a pentagram
All I see is poor people, they should be on ghetto-gram
You don’t get our underground
Brofest to over-ground eat ham
Fist pump, eat hammer, even throw your dick around
Yeah you try to stick around
Do you do you bikram?
Let you into Super Bowl, you tried to steal Madonna’s crown
What the fuck you on about?
Think about goin to France, quelle heure est-il
This ain’t time for your terror dance
Eat, pray, love
Spend time in the Ashram
Or I’ll drone you
Kony 2012
Now scram!
(Boom boom shakalaka)