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[Verse]
Kopitiam coffee, sipping with my crew,
Petronas towers, sky-high view.
Durian smell, yeah, thick in the air,
Batik shirt fresh when I pull up to the fair.
[Verse 2]
Street vendors fry, nasi lemak in tow,
Roti canai flip, watch the dough flow.
Kuala Lumpur nights, city lights glisten,
On the hustle daily, you should stop, listen.
[Chorus]
All around Malaysia, feeling the beat,
From Penang’s shores to Ipoh street.
Pasar malam buzzing, life's no race,
Every single corner, a different taste.
[Verse 3]
Chicken rice ball, straight outta Malacca,
Spice in the bowl, call it sambal attack-a.
Langkawi beach, feet in the sand,
In every hawker stall, stories so grand.
[Verse 4]
Trishaws roll, pedals hit the ground,
George Town murals, colors all around.
Borneo forests, wild and free,
From the city hustle to deep blue sea.
[Chorus]
All around Malaysia, feeling the beat,
From Penang’s shores to Ipoh street.
Pasar malam buzzing, life's no race,
Every single corner, a different taste.