Mirza

Sira sira sira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Udd jaye nira nira nira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Sira sira sira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Udd jaye nira nira nira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira

Kudi tu kaim edhe ch koi shak nai
Saare shehar vich tere lak varga koi lak nai
Sohniya toh ek toh vadh ek att ne
Par tere vargi baby koi vi att nai

Sira sira sira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Udd jaye nira nira nira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Sira sira sira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Udd jaye nira nira nira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira

Kudiye tu kaim eche na koi shak
Pandar gaye munde saare, Kudiye ni tainu takk
Chaddiya ni tu kisi te vi palle kakh
Saare ne tere pichhe but u don't give ahh...

Subah shaam lagdi hai tere geriya
Bade pyaar se karti tu handle
Tera LV ka handbag, Tere Jimmy Chu ke sandle
Tu chalta firta fashion show, Pehne saare bade bade brands girl
Chota mota star toh main bhi hoonm, Par mujhse zyadsasa tere fans girl

Uh tu hai teeke nazro ke jaado baby kaha se seekhi
Tereef karu kya teri hassi ki, Tere aagey par saare ladkiyan hai feeki
Tujhme hai class, Tu hai class
Baby kisi ki bhi bak bak nahi suniyo, Jo bhi tujhse jale uska stsayasnash

Sira sira sira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira
Udd jaye nira nira nira, Kudiye tu sira sira sira

Saari city de munde tere picche phirde
Plan banaye baithe kinne kai chir de
Jitho vi lang jaye kudiye tu munde tere pichhe ek ek kar line ch digde
Gaddi na mange tu, Audi tere kol ae
Tainu vekh ke lage na tainu paise di thor ae
Tainu ta mere varge yaar di lodd ae
Chad duniya nu baby aaja mere kol ae



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Writer(s): Praky B., Palli Giddarbaha
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