SACH BOL PATTA (Prod. by Stunnah Beatz) – DIVINE Lyrics
| Singer | DIVINE |
| Music | Stunnah Beatz |
| Song Writer | DIVINE |
Le phir fokat ka supply
Aa Guarantee tha tu dega nahi reply
Dhundhla chasma ismein facts nahi dikh raha hai
Miniature tujhe is max se na milna hai
Jitna ubala utna jaldi chhilna hai
Bada fata hai matlab teri deri se silna hai
Nakli prefessor tu bachhon pe chillaye
Tu nange pairon mein aur yeh raashte pe khila hai, haan
Aa, suna tere doston ko maarta hai
Tu sadela fal tere organic jhaad ka hai
Ladka hai bhaadkau, bars kidhar hai?
Milne pe tera ye charge kidhar hai?
Mudh mudh ke dekh tera daant kidhar hai?
Mudh mudh ke dekh dimaag kidhar hai?
Tu gutter gappi chhote shark idhar hai?
Ether kar daale haa Nas idhar hai!
Saath figure, hard jigar,
Tu Arthur Road mein aur bars idhar!
Ye post mortem, tu hai laash idhar!
Main baazigar kee-kee keeda tu nakli Shahrukh
Nimbu punchlines yeh desi daaru
Kiya dekh ke tune Naezy ko chalu
Flow uska dhaapa tu pahle se chaalu
Tu cockroach main hit ye pahle se maalum
Puraani parchi bina dekh ke hi faadu
Beef rapper nahi tu hai besan ka laddu
Mootri lagi tere basin mein maaru
Label start kar de ty station pe chalu
Ye kindergarten mein, idhar hard hum hai
Dil bhi garden hai, sangat kaaran hai
Sangeetkaar hum hai, tereko maalum hai
Haan, Daaru peene ke liye bhi saath mein aata tha
Gully Boy ke set pe tu chaatne aata tha
Mere gaane bajte, tu saath mein gaata tha
Ex ka bhi message mujhe raat mein aata tha
Demand mein main, remand mein lo
Bandhela doggy tu chilla ke so
Bachkaane kiss kar phir hila ke do
Bewde uncle ko abhi nacha bhi do
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Naach, naach, naach,
Chal ab bewda ban kar
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Naach, naach, naach,
Chal ab bewda ban kar
Quarantina tu kabhi scene mein nahi tha
Tera rafu hai stripes mere jeans mein hi tha
Munh band karwaaya tu bill mein nahi tha
Ghus gaya chunha tu milra nahi tha
Trap, trap, trap is ko peanut butter do
Slap, slap, slap is ke bokud shakal ko
Antop Hill se us ji seedha dhakal do
Bela mein kela is chaabi bandar ko
Behth ke khaa le ya to let ke khaa le
Russ ko dekh dekh ke chepke khaa le
Thanda karke ya to seekh ke khaa le
Sach bol patta haath maar zameen pe straight
Yeh third degree chal baraf pe late
Nahi jaldi jaldi teri barf pe baith
Thoka is ne dekho narak ka gate
DIVINE hai naam chhote farak toh dekh, haa
Tadap tadap ke tu rap karta hai
Vitamin lyrics ko tu lack karta hai
8 saal ke bhai ko tu wack lagta hai
Pateli karneka toh facts lagta hai
Chaabhi wala bandar,
Ukhaadega kya tera zameen hai banjar
Haan, Kambal ko odh le ye dlow hai december
Sar mujhe dekho aaj jai jai shiv shankar
Bhayankar denge,
Raftaar bhai isko toh langar hi denge
Aane waale gaane sab dangal hi denge
Tikega bhi aur bikega bhi
Ho ke ameer kaam dikhega bhi
Mera respect kabhi mitega nahi
Mera respect kabhi mitega nahi
Nakli hype se tu seekhega nahi
Nakli hype se tu seekhega nahi
(Chal-Chal-Chal-Chal)
Chhote mote drops yaar kauve karte
Yeh fattu bhaage ga kauve sar pe
Seena taan ke nahi jeete dar ke
Zinda kaise har mahine marte
Kabhi is ke haath se kabhi us ke haath se
Khatta lag gaya us ke moot ke haath the
Sauchalay tu hum mootke aate
Chewing gum khatam chal thook ke aate
Thoo, Thoo, Thoo
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Ab bewda ban kar
Chal Naach, naach, naach,
Jara bewda ban kar
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Bewda dancer
Naach, naach, naach,
Jara bewda ban kar
Naach, naach, naach,
Jara bewda ban kar
Hiroshima, Nagasaki
Tera haal hai Japani
Tu naachne wala bandar
Aur mere paas hai chabhi
Haan-Haan-Haan
Hiroshima, Nagasaki
Tera haal hai Japani
Tu naachne wala bandar
Aur mere paas hai chabhi
Haan-Haan-Haan