Lyrics Chalte Firte - EMIWAY BANTAI

Chalte Firte

She think that i’m a baddie
But i’m pretty decent
Ek hi baar kiya party uske baad
She wanna spend the weekend
Ayy, ayy
Chalte firte sadko pe machate raho
Apli public deti traas toh sambhaal ke raho, khaaste raho
Maamla gambhir toh fir naachte raho (ayy), saas lelo (ayy)
Kyunki rap yaha fast se slow
Apni boli sau ki nahi apni boli sava lakh crore
Shoutout to Marshal Mathers & 2Pac
Bhaukne wale bhokte rahenge let them bark
Sapne dekhna (ah!) shuru karo jab khulti aankh
She think that i’m a baddie
But i’m pretty decent
Ek hi baar kiya party uske baad
She wanna spend the weekend
Ayy
Chalta mai tu chalte reh
Fatke khayega bhalte mai
Agar teri harkat mai barkat hogi toh fir gardi mai
Dabada lenge (dabada lenge) chabada le
Chaba, chaba, jaba, jaba gunga bhi bole
Abba, jabba, dabba khole toh tola mila
Tere jaise aibash shaane mujhe bole gola khila tereko maich mila?
(haan)
Tere nagri ke basti mai churan dena band kar
Mai nahi baitha masti mai ginti meri ghasti mai
She think that i’m a baddie (she think that i’m a baddie)
But i’m pretty decent (but i’m pretty decent)
Ek hi baar kiya party uske baad (aye, aye)
She wanna spend the weekend
Ayy
Billa scene hone laga teenage ke age mai
Ghar waale chahte ki beta aave front page pe
Newspaper ke
Par beta baitha paper chodke theater mai
Kisi ne cheda agli ko toh padh jaata wo matter mai
Bulavega 10−20 bande fight 'em fight
Padgaye dande lag gaye fande faasi ke
Chillam saafi ghaasi ke
Pyaar ke sab aashiq ke
Item sab jara sikhe
Hum bhi yaha aashiq hai
She think that i’m a baddie (She think that i’m a baddie)
But i’m pretty decent (But i’m pretty decent)
Ek hi baar kiya party uske baad
She wanna spend the weekend
Haha
Jiske paas hai nothing (nothing)
Wahi deta dhating (chal aye)
Bhai tera beech mai se sab ki lera cutting, aur watting
Boring zone mai rukte nahi (nahi, nahi)
Seedha mass lete kaat ke
Yaha kutte jaise bhokte nahi
Rok ke nahi rakha andar ka kroodh
Gaane mai shot dete pen ke nirodh (haha)
Fir bhi baap bane sabke ab bhargayele godd
Mumbai ki boli faila daale
Aaj kamarele boht
She think that i’m a baddie
But i’m pretty decent
Ek hi baar kiya party uske baad
She wanna spend the weekend
Ayy