Sunday, December 28, 2014

Blank Space Lyrics

Blank Space Lyrics :

Nice to meet you, where you been?
I could show you incredible things
Magic, madness, heaven sin
Saw you there and I thought
Oh my God, look at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love's a game, want to play?
New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny, rumors, lie
And I know you heard about me
So hey, let's be friends
I'm dying to see how this one ends
Grab your passport and my hand
I can make the bad guys good for a weekend
So it's gonna be forever


Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I love the players
And you love the game
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space baby
And I'll write your name
Cherry lips, crystal skies


I could show you incredible things
Stolen kisses, pretty lies
You're the king baby I'm your Queen
Find out what you want
Be that girl for a month
Wait the worst is yet to come, oh no
Screaming, crying, perfect storm
I can make all the tables turn
Rose gardens filled with thorns
Keep you second guessing like
"Oh my God, who is she?"
I get drunk on jealousy
But you'll come back each time you leave
'Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream
So it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I love the players
And you love the game
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane (Insane)
But I've got a blank space baby
And I'll write your name
Boys only want love if it's torture



IT'S ALL ABOUT LYRICS




Don't say I didn't say I didn't warn ya
Boys only want love if it's torture
Don't say I didn't say I didn't warn ya
So it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
'Cause you know I love the players
And you love the game
'Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far


It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I've got a blank space baby
And I'll write your name



No Type

No Type Lyrics :

[Intro - Swae Lee and Slim Jimmy:]
Yah
Bad bitches is the...(Yah)

[Hook - Swae Lee:]
I ain't got no type (Nah)
Bad bitches is the only thing that I like (Woo)
You ain't got no life (Nah)
Cups with the ice and we do this every night (Hey)
I ain't check the price (I got it)
I make my own money so I spend it how I like (Woo)
I'm just living life (Hey Hey)
And Let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (Yup)

[Verse 1 - Swae Lee:]
Chop the top off the Porsche, that's a headless horse
Extendo long as an extension cord
Bitch I ball like Jordan
And I play full court
And if you not my type then you know I got to keep this shit short
What you know about a check? What you got up in your pocket?
What you spending when you shopping, dawg?
Why you wanna go flex like you all in the mix?
Like you got some shit popping off
I got some models that you see up in the movies and they want to make a flick for the camera
Wanna be Kim Kardashian, heard I was living like a bachelor



IT'S ALL ABOUT LYRICS




[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Slim Jimmy:]
Spend it how I like (Yah)
Sinning every night (Yah)
Push-start the whip (Hey)
Brought it straight to life (For life)
Blowing on the kush (Blow)
Till I'm out of sight (I won't go)
I don't check the price (Bitch)
All I do is swipe (Woo)
She said, "Whats your type?" (Yah)
I said "I like what I like!" (Yah)
I don't second guess (Nah)
I just roll the dice (Keep it movin')
Keep your two cents (Hey)
Take your own advice (Hey)
I've been living life (Yah)
Like I live twice

[Hook]

I ain't got no type [x2]
And Let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right








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Saturday, December 20, 2014

Sooraj Dooba Hai Lyric


                                                Singers: Arijit Singh, Aditi Singh Sharma
                                               Music: Amaal Mallik
                                                Lyrics: Kumaar
                                               Music On: T-Series


Sooraj Dooba Hai Lyrics   :



Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi
Duniya ki sunta hai kyun
Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi
Duniya ki sunta hai kyun
Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Kuch baat ghalat bhi ho jaaye
Kuch der ye dil bhi kho jaaye
Befikar dhadkane, iss tarah se chale
Shor goonje yahaan se wahaan

Sooraj dooba hai yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke
Sooraj dooba hain yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

Ask me for anything
I can give you everything
Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke
Ask me for anything
I can give you everything
Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke
(ooo...)

Ataa pataa rahe na kisi ka humein
Yehi kahe ye pal zindagi ka humein
Ataa pataa rahe na kisi ka
Yehi kahe ye pal zindagi ka
Ki khudgarz si khwahish liye
Be-saans bhi hum-tum jiye
Hai gulaabi gulaabi samaa..

Suraj dooba hai yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke
Suraj dooba hai yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

Matalbi ho ja zara matlabi
Duniya ki sunta hai kyun..
Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Chale nahi ude aasmaan pe abhi..
Pata na ho hai jaana kahaan pe abhi..
Chale nahi ude aasmaan pe
Pata na ho hai jaana kahaan pe
Ki be-manzilein ho sab raaste
Duniya se hon zara faasle
Kuch khud se bhi ho dooriyaa




IT'S ALL ABOUT LYRICS




Sooraj dooba hai yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke
Sooraj dooba hain yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

Ask me for anything
I can give you everything
(ooo... )
Ask me for anything
I can give you everything
(ooo... )

Thursday, December 18, 2014

FU (For You) Lyrics --__--____--___ RAFTAAR


 
                                                   Artist: RAFTAAR
                                                    Lyrics: Raftaar


FU (For You) Lyrics  :

Tera bhai Raftaar
FU, FU, FU, FU, FU, FU, FU, FU
This is specially For You
Tussi sareya nu hona ke
Main bapu ton pehe leke aaj bana Raftaar
Mera bapu si safai karmchari
And I'm Proud of Him.
Ohda put naami kalakaar
Maa seegi typist put bada artist
Time sadda hoya shift
Aaj ghumme Audi vich
Ehna toh pyaar bas
Ehi sansaar bas
Ehna liye bahaadu jinna khoon meri body vich
Mudde di gal hai ki kisi nu pata ni ki honda Rap
Tussi sunde ho shauq lai
Main jo likhe gaata
Oh meri zindagi mein
Main Rap karda apne lai
Eh koi job nahi
Mildi roti mainu geetan de sahaare
Main guzaare kayi din vajood eh banaan layi
Lageya mainu 7 saal vekhe kinne main fareb
Khali jeb leke stage utte aan layi
Na mainu likes da moh, na views da
Like vadhone honde ta kharid liya
Bohota di ethe kalakaari hai
Gareeb pe ameer hai naseeb
Rab di razaa ajeeb hai
Mere kareeb aa
Vekh meri aakhaan vich
Mere varga ni hai madaari ethe lakhaa vich
Banaa te baandar main laal putthe karte behaal munde karte
Junoon meri ragaa vich hasda sunke main tuhaadi bak bak
Meri zubaan vich kisi da vi haq
Hip Hop ethe shabdan 'ch rok nai hai
Eh gaana youtube lai so I can say Fuck



It's All About Lyrics




Mitti paleet kitti hoyi apni izzat di
Bohemia pahji bhi kende India 'ch rap nhi
Main kehnda Rap hai
India on the Map
Kaale gore desi paji bohot zyada gap nahi
Banu legendary ye gall menu yaaad hai
Paaji da mere utte poora aashirwaad hai
Main saccha main jaanda
Geeta nu main rab maanda
Naale mere utte MANJ paji da vi haath hai

Aao ve naal mere saare put your hands up
Topi seedhi karo chheti pull your pants up
Gallan na karo Facebook te Man Up
Hasse di gal ni this ain't no fuckin standup comedy
Naukri karo, chad do sapne
Sun mera flow mere vairi lage kanpne
Tuhanu chaheeda hai mirch masaala
Kinne kidda naam uchaala kam karde ni apne
Vele mere na karao hath maile
Desi bano put India nahi hai LA
Pehle seekho apne maa boli Hindi
Fuck roti, fuck bhindi, fuck you jehde ni chele
Ohna di galti ni tuhaadi hi demand hai
Assi dende gaande jidda tussi ho mangde
Gaane vich bass hove Rap easy pesh hove
Ehna zyada bande ki dimaag hone kangli
Chakki main beat 8 mile vaali rap
Kitta desi par tussi ta kehna sab hi chori hai
Gallan te gor kari music nu chhaddo
Main ehde te hi gaana, eh meri seena jori hai



It's ALL About lyrics



Desi Hip-Hop di kamaan nu main sambheya
Elaan mera gaana tussi sareya te vaar hai
Aundi samajh jo cheez vo bekaar
te bekaar Raftaar oh pher bhi star hai

Jedi gal upro lang jaay
Loki ohnu bekaar hi kende ne
Ohna de lai toh bas ohi Rap hit hai
Jehda o aap yaad karke gaa sakde
Put jado schooling poori ho jaaye na
tad haassde ho, Assi Ph.D. kara daange

DESI HIP HOP coming soon, watch out!