FARAAR by R Cruze Lyrics
Han mai karta gandi baat
Lun pe rakhta inki class
Dhua dhua gaddiyo me apni
Puff puff pass chale
Jhotey
Coke
Loaded hathiya
Hope you got it
mere poteyyy
Mere show pe aake naach
Karke vardaat
Mai farar
Sir pe parche chaar
Ladke baat maan
Ghar ke bhar
Matter karke paarAsle sath laa
Ya ladke sath
Sabke lagne 4Yha pop pop
Rahio karta
Apan filter dege paad
Karke vardaat
Mai farar x4
Fuck your style
Yo we own the time
No nigga crossed my line
Fucked your bitch twice
She never made me feel surprised
Smokin supa fly
Scooba die
On the cloud 9
bout to touch the sky
Yeah we fuckin the pullin up the price
Samajh se bhar
Ka matter ka hai meri jaan
Akal jhaat ni ayegi kaam teri
Ghoore mat oye idhar
Pakad kaan mafinama de
Ni karu chaal tedhi
Chod legi teri paltan puri
Harkat kyu li yhi lgi
Ram puri
Jaanpuri lio lga
Yha marega bhaga bhaga
Bawe faltu ni
5 tole meri chaabi ke fit
Mota paisa jese bhabi ke tit
Seesha down dhua bhar
Teri setting ne kash maare 4
Woh adhe me bhit
Mai wakeyi mai lit
Thoku chaati ke bhit
Yhi Fattega saade
Yhi taake bhi fit
Gaane kam hit
Kru gaane me hit
Mere bhai paja
Taane jaane ni jit
Kit kre mere jisa koi
Meri takkar mai dikheya ni aaj tk koi sa
Bhai sahab merw chore albabdi
Case lagwade yo choice kai
Nabalik 9 bari balle tere sir ke maare
Woh shaukiya toys ka
Bois ka idhar alag hisaab hisaab se bhar
Ya no hisaab
Pagal hu dalli ke
Dalle ka sir deke mare yha balli ke
Jhota boom mera matha stonned
Yha chot maaru kalli ke
Hume ni kal dikhe
Apan bus kal likhe
10 bajte hi ghar dikhe
Sudharte bus galti se
Jeete har din bawe aakhri
Dhua fassa meri nalli ke
Dairy ke narcos
Le tera maal khos
Bina scan kre tera
Bar code
Tere sath tere chaar dosto
Ki bhi fillum bithe
Tu ghumta firega hath jodd
Sune hai ke
Bhanchod
Du ke teri gend todd
Khapitarpane ka hu bawe stanford
Chain khos tera lu du teri chain todd
Jayu fir tera khi fan khos
Tere khaas ke sath teri bhen caught(hahaha)
Land krte hi japat h tera passport
Maalgadi kre aish score
Tu halka chahe caps on
Gym jaye bina aib bhut
Amin booth ko mai bolu apne gas coach
Upar aane ki yeh baatien chode
Jinke race pe paate abtak ni paer pauch
Tabhi tho,
Han mai karta gandi baat
Lun pe rakhta inki class
Dhua dhua gaddiyo me apni
Puff puff pass chale
Jhotey
Coke
Loaded hathiya
Hope you got it
mere poteyyy
Mere show pe aake naach
Karke vardaat
Mai farar
Sir pe parche chaar
Ladke baat maan
Ghar ke bhar
Matter karke paarAsle sath laa
Ya ladke sath
Sabke lagne 4Yha pop pop
Rahio karta
Apan filter dege paad
Karke vardaat
Mai farar x4
Fuck your style
Yo we own the time
No nigga crossed my line
Fucked your bitch twice
She never made me feel surprised
Smokin supa fly
Scooba die
On the cloud 9
bout to touch the sky
Yeah we fuckin the pullin up the price…….
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