Aa aa..aa aa…aa aa..aa aa.. aa..
Na hai yeh pana
Na khona he hai
Tera na hona, jaane
Kuyn hona he hai
Tum Se Hi din hota hai
Surmayi shaam aati hai
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Har ghadi saans aati hai
Zindagi kehlati hai
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Na hai yeh pana
Na khona hi hai
Tera na hona, jaane
Kuyn hona hi hai
Aa aa..aa aa…aa aa..aa aa.. aa..
Aankho mein aankhe teri
Bahoo mein Bahe teri
Mera na mujh mein kuch raha
Hua kya
Bathon mein bathein teri
Rathe saogathe meri
Kuyn tera sab yeh ho gaya
Hua kya
Mein kahin bhi jaata hun
Tum Se Hi mil jatha hun
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Shor mein khamoshi hai
Thodi si behoshi hai
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Aa aa aa aa aa aa…
Aadha sa vaada kabhi
Aadhe se zyada kabhi
Jee chahe karlu is tarah
Wafa ka
Chode na chute kabhi
Tode na toote kabhi
Jo daaga tum se jud gaya
Wafa ka
Mein tera sarmaya hun
Jo bhi mein ban paya hun
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Raaste mil jate hai
Manzile mil jati hai
Tum Se Hi Tum Se Hi
Na hai yeh pana
Na khona he hai
Tera na hona, jaane
Kuyn hona he hai
Aa aa aa aa aa aa …
Shaan - Tanha Dil Lyrics
Aankhon mein sapne liye
Ghar se hum chal to diye
Jaane yeh raahein ab le jaayengi kahan
Mitti ki khushboo aaye
Palkon pe aansu laaye
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ke jahan
Manzil nayi hai anjaana hai kaarvaan
Chalna akele hai yahan
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil
Dilkash nazaarein dekhe
Jhilmil sitaarein dekhe
Aankhon mein phir bhi tera chehra hai jawaan
Kitni barsaatein aayi, kitni saugaatein laayi
Kaanon mein phir bhi goonje teri hi sada
Maane kiye the apna hoga aashiyaan
Vaadon ka jaane hoga kya
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil
Tanha dil
Aankhon mein sapne liye
Ghar se hum chal to diye
Jaane yeh raahein ab le jaayengi kahan
Mitti ki khushboo aaye
Palkon pe aansu laaye
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ke jahan
Manzil nayi hai anjaana hai kaarvaan
Chalna akele hai yahan
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil, tanha dil, tanha dil
Tanha dil, tanha dil
Ghar se hum chal to diye
Jaane yeh raahein ab le jaayengi kahan
Mitti ki khushboo aaye
Palkon pe aansu laaye
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ke jahan
Manzil nayi hai anjaana hai kaarvaan
Chalna akele hai yahan
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil
Dilkash nazaarein dekhe
Jhilmil sitaarein dekhe
Aankhon mein phir bhi tera chehra hai jawaan
Kitni barsaatein aayi, kitni saugaatein laayi
Kaanon mein phir bhi goonje teri hi sada
Maane kiye the apna hoga aashiyaan
Vaadon ka jaane hoga kya
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil
Tanha dil
Aankhon mein sapne liye
Ghar se hum chal to diye
Jaane yeh raahein ab le jaayengi kahan
Mitti ki khushboo aaye
Palkon pe aansu laaye
Palkon pe reh jaayega yaadon ke jahan
Manzil nayi hai anjaana hai kaarvaan
Chalna akele hai yahan
(Tanha dil, tanha safar
Dhoonde tujhe phir kyoon nazar) - 2
Tanha dil, tanha dil, tanha dil
Tanha dil, tanha dil
Shaan - Gum Sum Ho Kyon? Lyrics
(gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na) - 2
dil mein hai jo, khul ke kaho
dil mein chhupaao na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
(jaane kis baat pe tum aise khafa ho gaye
shaayad anjaane mein koyi mujhse khata ho gayi) - 2
bas itna toh bata do ke meri kya bhool hai
phir chaahe jo saja do mujhko woh kubool hai
kuchh toh kaho chup na raho aise sataayo na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
(tum jo hasati ho toh yeh mausam muskuraata hai
kaliyaan khilati hai saara aalam gungunaata hai) - 2
tum jo hasati ho har sitaara jhilmilaata hai
mere dil ka sheher khusi se jagmagaata hai
dekho kabhi rona nahin, mujhko rulaao na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
dil mein hai jo, khul ke kaho
dil mein chhupaao na
(gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na) - 2
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na) - 2
dil mein hai jo, khul ke kaho
dil mein chhupaao na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
(jaane kis baat pe tum aise khafa ho gaye
shaayad anjaane mein koyi mujhse khata ho gayi) - 2
bas itna toh bata do ke meri kya bhool hai
phir chaahe jo saja do mujhko woh kubool hai
kuchh toh kaho chup na raho aise sataayo na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
(tum jo hasati ho toh yeh mausam muskuraata hai
kaliyaan khilati hai saara aalam gungunaata hai) - 2
tum jo hasati ho har sitaara jhilmilaata hai
mere dil ka sheher khusi se jagmagaata hai
dekho kabhi rona nahin, mujhko rulaao na
gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na
dil mein hai jo, khul ke kaho
dil mein chhupaao na
(gumsum ho kyun paas aao na
ruthe ho yuun maan jaao na) - 2
Shaan - Bhool Ja Lyrics
In ansoonon se kisko kya hua hansil
Mana kehna hai asan nibhana hai mushkil
Phir bhi ae yaar mere
Sunle meri intezaaa
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko na de yun saza
Un yadon ko bhool ja Wo to nahin tha teri wafon ke kabhil
Jane kya soch kar tune de diya apna dil
Is baar dil ka sauda karna na yun bewajhah
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja
Hai kasam tujhe muskura
Khud ko na de yun saza un yadon ko bhool ja
Teri zindagi teri hai kisi ki amant nahin
Jab chahe tod de aese ek imart nahin
Is baar dil ka suda karna na yun bewahja
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko na de yun saza un yadon ko bhool ja
Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko yiun na de tu saza un yadon ko tu bhool ja...
na nana bhool ja....
Khud ko yun na de tu saza
Un yadon ko tu bhool ja...
Mana kehna hai asan nibhana hai mushkil
Phir bhi ae yaar mere
Sunle meri intezaaa
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko na de yun saza
Un yadon ko bhool ja Wo to nahin tha teri wafon ke kabhil
Jane kya soch kar tune de diya apna dil
Is baar dil ka sauda karna na yun bewajhah
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja
Hai kasam tujhe muskura
Khud ko na de yun saza un yadon ko bhool ja
Teri zindagi teri hai kisi ki amant nahin
Jab chahe tod de aese ek imart nahin
Is baar dil ka suda karna na yun bewahja
Bhool ja Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko na de yun saza un yadon ko bhool ja
Jo hua use bhool ja hai kasam tujhe muskura
khud ko yiun na de tu saza un yadon ko tu bhool ja...
na nana bhool ja....
Khud ko yun na de tu saza
Un yadon ko tu bhool ja...
Black Eyed Peas - My Humps Lyrics
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)
I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.
My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,
She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)
I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)
I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin'
All their money got me wearin' fly
Brother I ain't askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin'
So I keep on takin'
And no I ain't taken
We can keep on datin'
I keep on demonstrating.
My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,
She's got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'm a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)
I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let's go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let's spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.
They say I'm really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin' a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin' at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can't touch it,
If you touch it I'ma start some drama,
You don't want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don't pull on my hand boy,
You ain't my man, boy,
I'm just tryn'a dance boy,
And move my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin' got you,
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spending time on me.
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon' do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I'ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon' do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I'ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.
(A-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha) [x4]
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me and spendin' time on me
She's got me spendin'.
(Oh) Spendin' all your money on me, up on me, on me.
Black Eyed Peas - Bebot Lyrics
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Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Hoy pare, pakinggan n’yo ako
Heto na ang tunay na Pilipino
Galing sa baryo Sapang Bato
Pumunta ng L.A. nagtrabaho
Para makatulong sa Nanay
Dahil sa hirap ng buhay
Pero masaya pa rin ang kulay
Pag kumain - nagkakamay
‘yung kanin - *chicken adobo
‘yung balot - binibenta sa kanto
Tagay mo na nga ang baso
Pare ko, inuman na tayo
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
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Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
Masdan mo ang magagandang dalaga
Nakakagigil ang beauty mo talaga
Lambing na hindi nakakasawa
Ikaw lang and gustong makasama
‘yung bahay o kubo
Pag-ibig mo ay totoo
Puso ko’y laging kumikibo
Wala kang katulad sa mundo
Pinoy ka sigaw na sige
Kung maganda ka sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga - sige
Salamat sa ‘yong suporta
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
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Kung maganda ka sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga sige
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Pinoy ka sigaw na sige
Kung maganda ka - sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga sige
Salamat sa ‘yong suporta
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!
La la la la la la la . . . .
la la lo . . . .
La la la la la la la lo . . . .
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Hoy pare, pakinggan n’yo ako
Heto na ang tunay na Pilipino
Galing sa baryo Sapang Bato
Pumunta ng L.A. nagtrabaho
Para makatulong sa Nanay
Dahil sa hirap ng buhay
Pero masaya pa rin ang kulay
Pag kumain - nagkakamay
‘yung kanin - *chicken adobo
‘yung balot - binibenta sa kanto
Tagay mo na nga ang baso
Pare ko, inuman na tayo
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
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Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
Masdan mo ang magagandang dalaga
Nakakagigil ang beauty mo talaga
Lambing na hindi nakakasawa
Ikaw lang and gustong makasama
‘yung bahay o kubo
Pag-ibig mo ay totoo
Puso ko’y laging kumikibo
Wala kang katulad sa mundo
Pinoy ka sigaw na sige
Kung maganda ka sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga - sige
Salamat sa ‘yong suporta
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!!
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Pinoy ka sigaw na sige
Kung maganda ka sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga sige
Salamat sa ‘yong suporta sige
Pinoy ka sigaw na sige
Kung maganda ka - sigaw na sige
Kung buhay mo’y mahalaga sige
Salamat sa ‘yong suporta
Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!!! Filipino!
La la la la la la la . . . .
la la lo . . . .
La la la la la la la lo . . . .
Rahat Fateh Ali Khan - O Re Piya Lyrics
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Udne laga kyon man baawla re
Aaya kahan se yeh hosla re
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Tanabana tanabana bunti hawaa haaye bunti hawa
Boondein bhi to aaye nahi baaz yahan
Sagish mein shaamil sara jahan hai
Har zare zare ki yeh iltiza hai
O re Piya
O re Piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re Piya
ni re ,re re ga
ga ga ma
ma ma pa
pa ma ga re sa
sa re re sa
ga ga re
ma ma ga
pa pa ma
dha dha pa
ni ni sa sa pa
pa sa ma pa dha ni sa ni
re ni sa sa sa.. . . . ..
Nazrein bolen duniya bole
dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan
Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan
Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai
Pehla yeh vada humne kiya hai
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya
Piyaaaaa....
yehhh piya
Nange pairo pe angaro
chalti rahi haaye chalti rahi
Lagta hai ke gairo mein
Palti rahi haaye
le chal wahan jo
Mulk tera hai
Jahil zamana
dushman mera hai
haaye
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Udne laga kyon man baawla re
Aaya kahan se yeh hosla re
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Tanabana tanabana bunti hawaa haaye bunti hawa
Boondein bhi to aaye nahi baaz yahan
Sagish mein shaamil sara jahan hai
Har zare zare ki yeh iltiza hai
O re Piya
O re Piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re Piya
ni re ,re re ga
ga ga ma
ma ma pa
pa ma ga re sa
sa re re sa
ga ga re
ma ma ga
pa pa ma
dha dha pa
ni ni sa sa pa
pa sa ma pa dha ni sa ni
re ni sa sa sa.. . . . ..
Nazrein bolen duniya bole
dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan
Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan
Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai
Pehla yeh vada humne kiya hai
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya
Piyaaaaa....
yehhh piya
Nange pairo pe angaro
chalti rahi haaye chalti rahi
Lagta hai ke gairo mein
Palti rahi haaye
le chal wahan jo
Mulk tera hai
Jahil zamana
dushman mera hai
haaye
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
O re piya haye..
Lil Wayne - Lollipop Lyrics
Uh huh, no homo
Young Mula baby
I say he so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the wrapper
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop (yeah)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop (yeah)
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop (yeah)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop
Shawty want a thug (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottles in the club (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty wanna hump (yeah, yeah)
You know I like to touch (yeah) your lovely lady lumps
(She lick me like a wrapper)
Shawty want a thug (she lick me like a, I like that)
Bottles in the club (I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (haha)
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
(Come on, yeah)
Okay li'l mama had a swag like mine (yeah)
She even wear her hair down her back like mine (yeah)
I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin' (yeah)
Man, she ain't never had a love like mine (yeah)
But man I ain't never seen an ass like hers (yeah)
That pussy in my mouth had me loss for words (yeah)
I told her back it up like berp berp (yeah)
And she made that ass jump like jerp jerp (yeah)
And that's when she
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, oh yeah, I like that)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop
(Yeah, I like that)
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, I like that)
She-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, come on)
Shawty want a thug (shawty want a thug, yeah)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club, yeah)
Shawty wanna hump (shawty wanna hump, yeah)
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
(Yeah, shawty wanna, shawty wanna)
Shawty want a thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch (I like that) your lovely lady lumps (lumps, haha)
Okay, up and ooh (yeah) back it up and stop, stop (yeah)
Drop it shawty (yeah), drop it like it's (like it's) hot
Oooh (yeah) dr-dr-dr-drop it like it's (like it's) hot
Dr-dr-drop it (drop it), it don't stop
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't shit (yeah)
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't this (yeah)
Shawty said the nigga that she with can't hit (yeah)
Well shawty I'ma hit it-hit it (hit it-hit it) like I can't miss
And I can't do this (ugh) and I don't do that (ugh)
Shawty need a refund (ugh), need to bring that nigga back (ugh)
Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back (ugh)
And she bring that ass back because I like that
Shawty want a thug (yeah, yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah, yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (yeah)
You know I like to touch (I like that) your lovely lady lumps (yeah)
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop (i said)
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop
Shawty wanna lick me like a lollipop
So I let her lick the wrapper like a lollipop
Shawty want a thug (shawty want a thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shawty wanna hump (shawty wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (you know I like to touch) your lovely lady lumps
(Your lovely lady lumps, Stat)
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call me so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-call me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-call me (I say mmmmm) so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call (I say mmmmm) me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call (I say mmmmm) me so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-call me (mmmmmmm) so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty want a thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
I said shawty want a thug, yeah
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady (yeah) lumps
I get her on top (yeah), she drop it like it's hot (yeah)
And when I'm at the bottom (haha), she hit the ve' bottom
Through middle of the bed (yeah)
Gimme gettin' head (hunh), gimme gettin' head (hunh), gimme gettin' head (hunh)
I say mmmmm (I like that), say mmmmm (yeah I like that)
I say mmmmm (yeah I like that), mmmmmmm (say)
Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop (haha)
(She-she lick me) like a lollipop
I say he so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
But you do so I let her lick the wrapper
Young Mula baby
I say he so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the wrapper
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop (yeah)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop (yeah)
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop (yeah)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop
Shawty want a thug (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bottles in the club (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty wanna hump (yeah, yeah)
You know I like to touch (yeah) your lovely lady lumps
(She lick me like a wrapper)
Shawty want a thug (she lick me like a, I like that)
Bottles in the club (I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (haha)
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
(Come on, yeah)
Okay li'l mama had a swag like mine (yeah)
She even wear her hair down her back like mine (yeah)
I make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin' (yeah)
Man, she ain't never had a love like mine (yeah)
But man I ain't never seen an ass like hers (yeah)
That pussy in my mouth had me loss for words (yeah)
I told her back it up like berp berp (yeah)
And she made that ass jump like jerp jerp (yeah)
And that's when she
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, oh yeah, I like that)
She-she lick me like a lollipop, lollipop
(Yeah, I like that)
She-she-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, I like that)
She-she lick me like a lollipop
(Yeah, come on)
Shawty want a thug (shawty want a thug, yeah)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club, yeah)
Shawty wanna hump (shawty wanna hump, yeah)
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
(Yeah, shawty wanna, shawty wanna)
Shawty want a thug (I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch (I like that) your lovely lady lumps (lumps, haha)
Okay, up and ooh (yeah) back it up and stop, stop (yeah)
Drop it shawty (yeah), drop it like it's (like it's) hot
Oooh (yeah) dr-dr-dr-drop it like it's (like it's) hot
Dr-dr-drop it (drop it), it don't stop
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't shit (yeah)
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't this (yeah)
Shawty said the nigga that she with can't hit (yeah)
Well shawty I'ma hit it-hit it (hit it-hit it) like I can't miss
And I can't do this (ugh) and I don't do that (ugh)
Shawty need a refund (ugh), need to bring that nigga back (ugh)
Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back (ugh)
And she bring that ass back because I like that
Shawty want a thug (yeah, yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah, yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump (yeah)
You know I like to touch (I like that) your lovely lady lumps (yeah)
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop (i said)
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop
Shawty wanna lick me like a lollipop
So I let her lick the wrapper like a lollipop
Shawty want a thug (shawty want a thug)
Bottles in the club (bottles in the club)
Shawty wanna hump (shawty wanna hump)
You know I like to touch (you know I like to touch) your lovely lady lumps
(Your lovely lady lumps, Stat)
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call me so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-call me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-call me (I say mmmmm) so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call (I say mmmmm) me so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Call-ca-call (I say mmmmm) me so-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-call me (mmmmmmm) so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty want a thug (yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps
I said shawty want a thug, yeah
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady (yeah) lumps
I get her on top (yeah), she drop it like it's hot (yeah)
And when I'm at the bottom (haha), she hit the ve' bottom
Through middle of the bed (yeah)
Gimme gettin' head (hunh), gimme gettin' head (hunh), gimme gettin' head (hunh)
I say mmmmm (I like that), say mmmmm (yeah I like that)
I say mmmmm (yeah I like that), mmmmmmm (say)
Call me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Shawty wanna li-li-li-li-lick me like a lollipop (haha)
(She-she lick me) like a lollipop
I say he so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
But you do so I let her lick the wrapper
Bobby Creekwater - There He Is Lyrics
(Intro: Bobby Creekwater)
Yesssss, ladies and gentlemen (yeah man)
Bobby Creekwater, today's host
Today's narrator, yeah
(We do this shit every year around this time)
Today's what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it
But I need y'all to sit back, and listen
Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get 'em)
(Verse 1:)
An executive mindframe, fuck tryin to rap
Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map
Artesian water, this is flow untapped
And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night; that's if the payoff right
The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
We +Run the City+ like Diddy and them
The opposition we just pityin them, it's no chance
Put you niggaz in the special olympics is no dance
I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!
See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up
Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up
I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up
That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up
This is ammonia, fuck your face up
Bitches won't even telephone ya
I can space age pimpin, a pocket full of stone ya
Ya dig? Take the world over that's the gig
Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin the jig
Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs
Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs
Ever since a nigga got rich
Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit
See I classic, enough to get the mics back right
And I'm a fan of record sales, I don't like that hype
I'm here to end it
(Chorus:)
Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
There he is - goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek...
(Verse 2:)
Yea, yeah
Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights
Diamond's a tall order I'm just tryin to get the hype right
I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I
Hit you in your suit coolers, I'm in the Coupe cooler
than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters
A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew
This is just the shit that I am used to
Oh nah, I don't bust a chopper but I used to
Now I put the word out - I'm sure you niggaz heard 'bout
Young boss sold money, old school new paint
Ball knowin you can't, give a fuck what you think
Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain't
Think you fuckin with me then double whatever you drink
You can't fathom what the bitch throwin at him
Couple niggaz hatin on him but the fans waitin on him
like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance
My vacation fee, ain't no use in hatin me nigga
And don't shit-talk pimp, I'd rather flush
anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes
And you niggaz wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
What the fuck? (yeah)
(Chorus)
Yesssss, ladies and gentlemen (yeah man)
Bobby Creekwater, today's host
Today's narrator, yeah
(We do this shit every year around this time)
Today's what-the-fuck-ever you wanna call it
But I need y'all to sit back, and listen
Listen man (fuck what you write man, just go get 'em)
(Verse 1:)
An executive mindframe, fuck tryin to rap
Niggaz represent a corner, I refined the map
Artesian water, this is flow untapped
And rep for 'em like Mike on playoff night; that's if the payoff right
The dream team, Bobby Creek, Em, 50 and them
We +Run the City+ like Diddy and them
The opposition we just pityin them, it's no chance
Put you niggaz in the special olympics is no dance
I'm nice like a meal twice, nigga no grams
Get them bitches out they pants, I did it with no hands!
See, one thing's for sure I'm pure uncut
Baby you can either stay down or get gunned up
Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up
I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up
That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up
This is ammonia, fuck your face up
Bitches won't even telephone ya
I can space age pimpin, a pocket full of stone ya
Ya dig? Take the world over that's the gig
Sell enough units have Paul and Jimmy dancin the jig
Roll the Maserati through the city, me and Riggs
Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs
Ever since a nigga got rich
Life is still a bitch but she a high class bitch
I just wanna fuck with me a high class bitch
Nigga pitch that on some eyeglass shit
See I classic, enough to get the mics back right
And I'm a fan of record sales, I don't like that hype
I'm here to end it
(Chorus:)
Oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
There he is - goddamn that nigga clean, ain't he?
Yea, oh Lord that nigga mean, ain't he?
Yea, see he a greedy baby
But some people tend to call him the return of Shady
Bobby Creek, Bobby Creek...
(Verse 2:)
Yea, yeah
Nice like Mike right, you niggaz soft as night lights
Diamond's a tall order I'm just tryin to get the hype right
I'm throwed off, so hard, so soft, sold out
Bought the Coupe a color of nice weather and rolled out
I can't hold out, hot like a fish fried
Who the fuck is this guy? The ruler on the disc I
Hit you in your suit coolers, I'm in the Coupe cooler
than pigskin men base runners and hoop shooters
A loose screw ban money like the legendary Roots crew
This is just the shit that I am used to
Oh nah, I don't bust a chopper but I used to
Now I put the word out - I'm sure you niggaz heard 'bout
Young boss sold money, old school new paint
Ball knowin you can't, give a fuck what you think
Member of the mighty Shady Records, nigga you ain't
Think you fuckin with me then double whatever you drink
You can't fathom what the bitch throwin at him
Couple niggaz hatin on him but the fans waitin on him
like a, PlayStation 3, money for your advance
My vacation fee, ain't no use in hatin me nigga
And don't shit-talk pimp, I'd rather flush
anyone with big enough nuts to come and fuck with us
I bust but keep in mind, pressure bust pipes
And you niggaz wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight
What the fuck? (yeah)
(Chorus)
Jennifer Lopez - Love Don't Cost a Thing Lyrics
[Fat Joe]
Remix
Yeah not to get it confused or twisted
This is a T Squad remix, you heard
Joey Crack the Don, J Lo
Boogie Down Bronx, ya heard? Boricua
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
When you rolled up in the Escalade
Saw that dub you gave to the valet
Knew that it was game when you looked at me
Pulling up your sleeve so I could see the Rollie bling
Saw you later in the corner booth
Raising up a toast so I would notice you
But you're hard to miss, think you outta know
Doesn't really matter if you're balling out of control
All that matters is
That you treat me right
Give me all the things I need
That money can't buy yeah
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
When I took a chance
Thought you'd understand
Baby credit cards aren't romance
Still you're tryin' to buy what's already yours
What I need from you is not available in stores
Seen a side of you that I really feel
You're doing way too much, never keep it real
If it doesn't change, gotta hit the road
Now I'm leaving, where's my keys?
I've got to go
All that matters is
That you treat me right
Give me all the things I need
That money can't buy yeah
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
A thing, a thing, a thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh money can't buy love
Well love can't buy a damn thing
See if love buy you champagne
See if a hug buys a damn ring
Or that Dolce dress with a slit up the hamstring
I ain't tryna buy your heart with mine
But I'm eatin' now, how I'm a starve my honey
If I went broke today, I'd be blacker than blind
Catch a case just to keep your face between rocks
Even if we had to live in a box
I'll make the sacrifice
Tell you go ahead and live with your pops
Come on my you know better
Even though you got your own chedda
We can spend mine together
Can't lie, even think about us dying together
In the same house, that we plan to buy together
Jenny it's all about you
I only trick cause I'm allowed to
But it don't mean ish without you
[Jennifer]
You think the money that you make
Can substitute the time you take
To get the keys into my heart
Think you can win my heart
Don't know what's in my heart
I think you need to take some time
To show me that your love is true
There's more than dollar signs in you
Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing.
Remix
Yeah not to get it confused or twisted
This is a T Squad remix, you heard
Joey Crack the Don, J Lo
Boogie Down Bronx, ya heard? Boricua
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
When you rolled up in the Escalade
Saw that dub you gave to the valet
Knew that it was game when you looked at me
Pulling up your sleeve so I could see the Rollie bling
Saw you later in the corner booth
Raising up a toast so I would notice you
But you're hard to miss, think you outta know
Doesn't really matter if you're balling out of control
All that matters is
That you treat me right
Give me all the things I need
That money can't buy yeah
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
When I took a chance
Thought you'd understand
Baby credit cards aren't romance
Still you're tryin' to buy what's already yours
What I need from you is not available in stores
Seen a side of you that I really feel
You're doing way too much, never keep it real
If it doesn't change, gotta hit the road
Now I'm leaving, where's my keys?
I've got to go
All that matters is
That you treat me right
Give me all the things I need
That money can't buy yeah
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
A thing, a thing, a thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Fat Joe]
Yeah uh money can't buy love
Well love can't buy a damn thing
See if love buy you champagne
See if a hug buys a damn ring
Or that Dolce dress with a slit up the hamstring
I ain't tryna buy your heart with mine
But I'm eatin' now, how I'm a starve my honey
If I went broke today, I'd be blacker than blind
Catch a case just to keep your face between rocks
Even if we had to live in a box
I'll make the sacrifice
Tell you go ahead and live with your pops
Come on my you know better
Even though you got your own chedda
We can spend mine together
Can't lie, even think about us dying together
In the same house, that we plan to buy together
Jenny it's all about you
I only trick cause I'm allowed to
But it don't mean ish without you
[Jennifer]
You think the money that you make
Can substitute the time you take
To get the keys into my heart
Think you can win my heart
Don't know what's in my heart
I think you need to take some time
To show me that your love is true
There's more than dollar signs in you
Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart
[Jennifer Lopez]
Think you gotta keep me iced, you don't
Think I'm gonna spend your cash, I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz, I don't
If I wanna floss, I got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing.
Daler Mehndi - Har Taraf Tera Jalwa Lyrics
Har taraf tera jalwa -8
Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Duniya to pagal hai
Duniya se kaun dare
Tu chaand si gori hai
To kyun na pyaar kare
Apna fikar se kise duniya ka dar kise
Sapnon ki rani zara sun sun sun sun sun) -2
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Tujhe ishq sikha denge
Tera chain chura lenge
Tere roop ke aashiq hain
Yeh sabko bataa denge
Pyaar to karna hai had se gurzarna hai
Meri yeh kahani zara sun sun sun sun sun) -2
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4) -2
Yeh hey hey hey, hoo hoo hoo -8
Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Duniya to pagal hai
Duniya se kaun dare
Tu chaand si gori hai
To kyun na pyaar kare
Apna fikar se kise duniya ka dar kise
Sapnon ki rani zara sun sun sun sun sun) -2
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Tujhe ishq sikha denge
Tera chain chura lenge
Tere roop ke aashiq hain
Yeh sabko bataa denge
Pyaar to karna hai had se gurzarna hai
Meri yeh kahani zara sun sun sun sun sun) -2
Har taraf tera jalwa -4
(Yeh hawa mehki mehki hai
Yeh saba tere jaisi hai
Yeh fiza sun kya kehti hai
Tu mere dil mein rehti hai
Har taraf tera jalwa -4) -2
Yeh hey hey hey, hoo hoo hoo -8
Daler Mehndi - Bolo Tara Ra Ra Lyrics
Hayo rabba hayo rabba
Gadde te na chad di gadire te na chad di
Chhadeyan de tattu utte tap chhad di
Bolo tara ra ra, tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Bolo tara ra ra
Hayo rabba hayo rabba
Haar te shingaar laa ke gai jadon mele vich
Baaniye di hatti vich jaake vadh gai, bolo tara ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Aunde jaunde rahiyan nu modhe maar langdi
Athri jawaani vekho jaave dangdi, bolo tara ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Mitthe mitthe bola naal kaalje nu khich di
Ashikan de dilan vich jaave rachdi, bolo tara ra ra
Mehndi peeche phire nachdi, bolo ta ra ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Gadde te na chaddi gadire te na chaddi
Chhadeyan de tattu utte tap chhaddi
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi bolo tara ra ra
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Gadde te na chad di gadire te na chad di
Chhadeyan de tattu utte tap chhad di
Bolo tara ra ra, tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Bolo tara ra ra
Hayo rabba hayo rabba
Haar te shingaar laa ke gai jadon mele vich
Baaniye di hatti vich jaake vadh gai, bolo tara ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Aunde jaunde rahiyan nu modhe maar langdi
Athri jawaani vekho jaave dangdi, bolo tara ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Mitthe mitthe bola naal kaalje nu khich di
Ashikan de dilan vich jaave rachdi, bolo tara ra ra
Mehndi peeche phire nachdi, bolo ta ra ra ra
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Gadde te na chaddi gadire te na chaddi
Chhadeyan de tattu utte tap chhaddi
Bolo tara ra ra, kanjri kalol kardi bolo tara ra ra
Hayo rabba hayo rabba hayo rabba
Shamur - Let The Music Play lyrics
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play (play the music)
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
keete kol jaroori jana
keete kol jaroori jana
khare siyane rah dasende
khare siyane rah dasende
nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
khare siyane rah dasende
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
(let the music play baby)
(music take controle)
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
keete kol jaroori jana
keete kol jaroori jana
khare siyane rah dasende
khare siyane rah dasende
nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
khare siyane rah dasende
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
(let the music play baby)
(music take controle)
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play (play the music)
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
keete kol jaroori jana
keete kol jaroori jana
khare siyane rah dasende
khare siyane rah dasende
nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
khare siyane rah dasende
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
(let the music play baby)
(music take controle)
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
o nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
keete kol jaroori jana
keete kol jaroori jana
khare siyane rah dasende
khare siyane rah dasende
nadiyon paar sajan da thaana
khare siyane rah dasende
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
dil la leya be parwah de naal
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
(let the music play baby)
(music take controle)
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
o na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
bai na kar maan rupaiye wala bar bar ke na rajje
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
oooh aaah let the music play
Hard Kaur - Glassy lyrics
glassy (sona family)
yeah, oh , ay yo
gettin mashed up rite now ,all ma alcoholics in da house yo
( in da bkground) im buzzin up am buzzin (x 3...no body says)
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
laga , laga , jhonny walkaa
weneva we strt we cant stop oaa
mix it up widda lil soda water
getting high 2nite , while u girs keep strippin on a diamond whyt yo
gotta tell u da brandys high , Punjabi style, always cause a fyt now
girlfrnd dnt u have no fear , grab ur beer , lets hav a cheer
getting mashed up , aint no dout , I think am gunna fall , sumbody hold me now
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
hold up , sombodies gonna puke , n I dun wna fuk up ma brand new shoes,
its da weekend n drink much booze,
bcuz ur wit ur gurls n u gotta let loose ,
n betta keep one eye on da fron door ,
cuz ur at da club n ur parents dun noe
movin bak 2 da bar , betta take it slow
and dnt 4get 2 ,change ur clothes (change clothes)
do all da rudeboyz , try n cht ,
u get sum attention n ur try n kiss
betta keep ur hands of ma skirt
cuz I will turn around and kick ur where it hurts
hey wotch u , ravin nyt till afternoon
n we
cuz u gotta go 2 an afta party ,and
drink up, we aint even started yet
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
im buzzin up im buzzin (x4)
I got 99 bottlez of beer on da wall,
N im gunna stay until i drink em all,
Honeyz on da dance floor,
6 9 dance sum more
I gotta poket fulla dough
N a crate of beerz
N u no im gnna leave wida a gurl frm ere
Which 1?
Da one ryt der , shake shakin her ass all up in da air,
Jus flowin around , keep goin around
Keeps feelin like its spinnin da ground
U aint drunk?
Go get sum , I gott 99 problems n am still drinkin 1
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
yeah, oh , ay yo
gettin mashed up rite now ,all ma alcoholics in da house yo
( in da bkground) im buzzin up am buzzin (x 3...no body says)
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
laga , laga , jhonny walkaa
weneva we strt we cant stop oaa
mix it up widda lil soda water
getting high 2nite , while u girs keep strippin on a diamond whyt yo
gotta tell u da brandys high , Punjabi style, always cause a fyt now
girlfrnd dnt u have no fear , grab ur beer , lets hav a cheer
getting mashed up , aint no dout , I think am gunna fall , sumbody hold me now
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
hold up , sombodies gonna puke , n I dun wna fuk up ma brand new shoes,
its da weekend n drink much booze,
bcuz ur wit ur gurls n u gotta let loose ,
n betta keep one eye on da fron door ,
cuz ur at da club n ur parents dun noe
movin bak 2 da bar , betta take it slow
and dnt 4get 2 ,change ur clothes (change clothes)
do all da rudeboyz , try n cht ,
u get sum attention n ur try n kiss
betta keep ur hands of ma skirt
cuz I will turn around and kick ur where it hurts
hey wotch u , ravin nyt till afternoon
n we
cuz u gotta go 2 an afta party ,and
drink up, we aint even started yet
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
im buzzin up im buzzin (x4)
I got 99 bottlez of beer on da wall,
N im gunna stay until i drink em all,
Honeyz on da dance floor,
6 9 dance sum more
I gotta poket fulla dough
N a crate of beerz
N u no im gnna leave wida a gurl frm ere
Which 1?
Da one ryt der , shake shakin her ass all up in da air,
Jus flowin around , keep goin around
Keeps feelin like its spinnin da ground
U aint drunk?
Go get sum , I gott 99 problems n am still drinkin 1
CHourus:
Ik glassy, doh glassy theen glassy char ,
put ya hands in da air like u jus dun care, cuz u feel lika supastar
ik glassy , doh glassy theen glassy char ,
ur drunk as hell , n u dunt feel well , but u still go bak 2 da bar
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