PAPA Z — SUPER PAKISTANI LOCO (The Roti Area Code Anthem) [INTRO — VINYL CRACKLE / DEEP FUNKY BASS] [Turntable scratch: CHIKA-CHIKA—WICKA!] [DING!] [High-pitched whining synth] WEEEEEE-OOOOWWW! [High-pitched nasal voice, laughing] ¡Órale, cabrones! Desde Karachi… Hasta Brantford, Ontario… You know who the fuck it is? SUPER PAKISTANI! PAPA Z! Heh-heh-heh! I came on a boat, homie… Now I got roti in every area code! ¡VÁMONOS! [HUGE BASS DROP] HOOK — HIGH-PITCHED / MANIC / CHANTED Don’t you know I’m a brown boy loco? Papa Z comin’ with the roti, poco a poco! Super Pakistani, corazón de fuego, Got a girl in every city— ¡Dime, hasta luego! [DING!] ROTI! ROTI! Cinco-uno-nueve! ROTI! ROTI! Cuatro-uno-seis! ROTI! ROTI! Nueve-cero-cinco! Papa Z got the whole damn province goin’ loco! [SCRATCH: “PA-PA-PA-PA Z!”] WEEEE-OWWW—WOW-WOW! VERSE 1 — HARDCORE BRANTFORD Karachi born, Brantford raised, Cold-ass winter, man, I lived them days. Escaped on a boat with a bag and a dream, Now I’m rollin’ through Ontario, causing a scene! [DING!] Brantford streets, yeah, the struggle was real, Frozen damn fingers, couldn’t feel my heels. No gold chain, no fancy ride, Just a brown boy hustlin’ with Pakistani pride! ¡Mira, mira! ¡Qué locura! Papa Z’s roti brings the calentura! From the Grand River to the 403, All the señoritas yell— “¡PAPA, COME SEE ME!” [SCRATCH-SCRATCH] Had no money, Had no coat, Crossed that ocean On a beat-up boat! Now the whole damn city knows my name, Super Pakistani— ¡CAMBIÉ EL JUEGO! PRE-HOOK — BEAT STRIPS DOWN [Deep bass only] One girl calls— “Papa, dónde estás?” Another one texts— “Come over, papá!” [DING!] Five-one-nine, Four-one-six, Nine-oh-five— Man, I can’t keep track of this shit! [WHINING SYNTH RISE] WEEEEEEEEEE! [Whisper] You ready for the roti, mami? [DROP] HOOK Don’t you know I’m a brown boy loco? Papa Z comin’ with the roti, poco a poco! Super Pakistani, corazón de fuego, Got a girl in every city— ¡Dime, hasta luego! ROTI! ROTI! Cinco-uno-nueve! ROTI! ROTI! Cuatro-uno-seis! ROTI! ROTI! Nueve-cero-cinco! Papa Z got the whole damn province goin’ loco! [DING! DING!] ¡SUPER PAKISTANI! VERSE 2 — ROTI IN EVERY AREA CODE Five-one-nine— Brantford mamacita, She said “Papa Z, tu roti está rica!” Four-one-six— Toronto downtown, Got the bass in the trunk when I’m cruising around! [DING!] Nine-oh-five— Mississauga bonita, She called me up screaming— “¡Ay, papacito, qué vida!” Got my roti on the left, Got my roti on the right, Got a hundred señoritas Trying to call me every night! [SCRATCH] ¡Oye, morena! ¡Oye, bonita! She wants a brown boy— Not another pretty gringo! But Papa Z don’t chase, Papa Z gets chosen, Roti stays hot Even when Brantford’s frozen! [DING!] I need a mujer Who can handle the heat, Strong corazón And she moves to the beat! Can she handle my roti? Can she handle my spice? She said “Dame más, Papa!” I said “Baby, think twice!” [WOBBLE BASS] WOMP—WOMP—WEEEE-OW! BREAKDOWN — TURNTABLE MADNESS [BEAT CUTS COMPLETELY] [SCRATCH: “ROTI—ROTI—ROTI!”] CHIKA-CHIKA— WICKA-WICKA— [DING!] [High-pitched nasal voice] You know what they call me in Brantford? El Rey del Roti! You know what they call me in Toronto? El Pa-pa-pa-papacito! And Mississauga? Heh-heh-heh… They don’t even let me finish my roti! [LOUD LAUGHTER] ¡AY, DIOS MÍO! [WHINING SYNTH] WEEEEEEEE-OOOOOWWW! [BEAT SLAMS BACK] FINAL HOOK — DOUBLE ENERGY DON’T YOU KNOW I’M A BROWN BOY LOCO?! Super Pakistani! ¡Yo tampoco me controlo! Karachi to Brantford— Fuego en los ojos! Roti in the kitchen, Mamacitas goin’ loco! FIVE-ONE-NINE! ¡BRANTFORD! FOUR-ONE-SIX! ¡TORONTO! NINE-OH-FIVE! ¡MISSISSAUGA! SUPER PAKISTANI! ¡PAPA Z! [SCRATCH-SCRATCH-SCRATCH] [FINAL WHINING SYNTH] WEEEEEEEEEE-OWWWWW! [DING!] [High-pitched whisper] Roti, baby… Fresh from Pakistan. Heh-heh-heh! [HARD STOP]
