Sangetha the Hindu Witch

Ooooo Saaaangethaaaaaa... Why you cast spells in the chatroommmm... You took his soul, his WiFi, and his escrow tooooo… Andy was a fool… but you were cruel… Now it's Xbox doom. [Verse 1 - Rapper comes in hard over tabla b**t with sitar strums] Yo—Sangetha, the Hindu witch, Got Andy tangled up like a Bollywood glitch. She slid in smooth with the jasmine breeze, Then made him divorce wifey with legalese. She said, “Cut her off, or I’ll curse your life,” Next thing you know, poof, no more wife. Started sniffin’ mics in the Xbox zone, Eavesdroppin’ live while he played alone. “Who’s that girl with the echo in her laugh?” That’s his cousin, chill—why you doin' math? Bought a crib with incense in every room, But Andy ghosted faster than a temple broom. [Chorus - Bollywood singer, high drama] 🎶 Ooooh Sangetha, you summoned a man... But he slipped from your plan, like dry mehndi on your hand. You lit diya flames, tried to build a nest... But he left you with mortgage and emotional mess! [Verse 2 - Fast rap, comically angry delivery] Almost adopted a baby for the "fix-it spell," But Andy saw the crib and ran like hell. She had vision boards, mantras, and sage, He had cold feet and a Tinder page. “Let’s start fresh,” she said, “no more lies,” But she FaceTimed him from three evil eyes. Broke into his Zooms like a password god, Even found his burner—she hacked his mod! Credit tanked, chakras cracked, Andy dipped like naan from a curry snack. She got the house, he got the shame, History repeated—divorce wife, ghost, same game. [Bridge - Sitars solo with flute, chanting "ANDY! ANDY!"] 🎶 He ran like Shah Rukh in a climax scene, Left her crying in silk, no rangoli dream. [Final Chorus - Bollywood singer & rapper call-and-response] 🎤 Saaangetha! 🔥 Witch with the WiFi w*r! 🎤 Saaangetha! 🔥 Put karma on the credit score! 🎤 She lit the incense but he lit the match— 🔥 Now she’s stuck in a mortgage trap patch! 🎶 Ohhh Sangetha... mistress of doom, You lost Andy, and now... you lost the room. [Outro - Slow Bollywood fade-out with tabla and soft rap] So here's the tale of spells and loans, Of divorce repeats and broken homes. Next time you chant, check the vibe— Or you’ll end up ghosted… on Zillow Live.