Lyrics: Gaurav Pal
Music: Gaurav Pal
Woh grind kare hath meri chhaati pe rakh ke
woh gaye meri pitch me to gend khaye tappe
aati mere nippal tak pehen ke heel
par kehti hai ladke pasand use lambe
( Hai pasand use nain matakke
bolti hai sach woh atak ke
sabko hi leti hai halke mein
todti hai dil woh patak ke )
Kara ke aayi hoth batakh se aur naak aisi paini
galti karke roti shuru rhent hoti beheni
mai pass karke tissue bolu koi bat nahi
ab isse zada to kuch tere liye karne wala mai nahi
you are the issue tujhe deta koi salah kyu nahi
tu bhaage ghar chhod ke sun ke roz ki kaha suni
mange azadi pari papa ki aur de bhi rakhi halanki
chalki pade to ulti to bahe nakli ye ansu bhi
Dance nahi wo groove karti hai
judi roots se to nashe patte khoob karti hai
mai bola mai to already booked hu forever
wo kehti "ha na kitabein woh bhi khoob padhti hai"
Woh grind kare hath meri chhaati pe rakh ke
woh gaye meri pitch me to gend khaye tappe
aati mere nippal tak pehen ke heel
par kehti hai ladke pasand use lambe
mere to chakkar hi koi nahi ji charche bhot
yun hi act karu pricey nahi kharche bhot
meri bandi ne dekha tujhe aaspas bhi mere
to aaj wapas nahi paogi didi ghar pe pahuch
raho door aur bana ke rakho distance
dekh ankho me meri bhara resistance
vision peripheral, ankho me fish lens
mai karu kaam kya, none of your business
ae ri laundiya gawar nahi dehati
mehenge mere shauk, nahi mai saste ka aadi
tu raste me sath chal ke dekh meri hawa
fir fooli teri bhi samaye na jo chhaati
Woh grind kare hath meri chhaati pe rakh ke
woh gaye meri pitch me to gend khaye tappe
aati mere nippal tak pehen ke heel
par kehti hai ladke pasand use lambe
Dumb ladki camera pe bolti ke case me fasaungi
drama mujhe pasand hai kalesh me mai machaungi
dekh dedication, laga fake allegation
karke misuse mai law ka tera bhatta bithaungi
double standard ki bat hai ye height ki nahi
badhti jayein teri khwahishein ye aaye din hi
samjhe tu price khud ko aur mai bhi kifayati nahi
objectify kare khud ko, tu kar mujhpe try bhi nahi
sambhale na man to badan rahe dulta
frank hai tu zada hi mai dheere dheere khulta
khel bhi pasand use push and pull ka
par kulta ko bole na koi ulta
karni barabari to daadhi uga
kukarmo ki apne zimmedari utha
umar shadi ke teri par tu nari bhi woh
jise mard bhi aate pasand shadi shuda
Woh grind kare hath meri chhaati pe rakh ke
woh gaye meri pitch me to gend khaye tappe
aati mere nippal tak pehen ke heel
par kehti hai ladke pasand use lambe