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PERFORMING ARTISTS
shauharty
shauharty
Performer
pakeezah
pakeezah
Performer
Sidharth Gupta
Sidharth Gupta
Bass Guitar
Parth Mundhe
Parth Mundhe
Sampler
Farookh
Farookh
Lead Vocals
Vedant Deshmukh
Vedant Deshmukh
Lead Vocals
Udbhav Acharya
Udbhav Acharya
Rap
Yousha Gharpure
Yousha Gharpure
Background Vocals
Piyush Parmar
Piyush Parmar
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Parth Mundhe
Parth Mundhe
Songwriter
Farookh
Farookh
Songwriter
Vedant Deshmukh
Vedant Deshmukh
Songwriter
Udbhav Acharya
Udbhav Acharya
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
pakeezah
pakeezah
Producer
Sidharth Gupta
Sidharth Gupta
Mastering Engineer
Parth Mundhe
Parth Mundhe
Mixing Engineer
Yash Saxena
Yash Saxena
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Aisi baatein Yuhi karte nahi woh chubhti hai Priti baatein Jo kehti humesha chubhti hai This is caricature Concealer in your dresser drawer You'll never ever get the bigger picture There's E in the same Kab main tere andargat, is the question of the minute ma'am Bas listen to me Blow me a kiss from across the room Say I look nice when I'm not, oops and have it be true I'll throw me under the bus for you Without a fraction of a thought Begair soche samjhe, banawati baatein on a shot The shot like opposite Ls, what's felt is felt What's not is dealt, held on a position as sama is rangeen It's glittery not jittery like it seems baby What's been is been baby What's been is been bady Aisi baatein Yuhi karte nahi woh chubhti hai Priti baatein Jo kehti humesha chubhti hai Priti Teri Chiri Miri Baatein Priti Teri Chiri Miri Baatein Priti Teri Chiri Miri Baatein Priti Meri Chiri Miri Baatein The ghaav stays, the khoon ke daag fades Banke sawariya, chalte saj dhajke Pichattar, 75 the aftermath of the bloodshed Cutthroat tales, all hail King Farookh Let the people know my wisdom Fill the land with smoke and smog you own Two hundred million guns are loaded Shauhar cries take a better aim, you bloke Acting up like a sorceress Why's your love so torturous Tu Aati jaati out of touch And I kept running out of fucks I contemplated blocking you Uss hafte your ex knocked u up I know you needed me around On you I just could not give up Khana bhi na kha paane se Goliyan gatkaane tak I was with you just enough Tere stable ho jaane tak Hafte mein 10 show karne Se gaane na likh paane tak Tune dekha sab kuch mera Tu jaane mere saare sach Jab so jaate hain baaki sab Ghabraahat hoti kaafi Phir aa jata tera call aur Theek hone lagta wapas sab Aise lamhon mein main thehru Baithun, samjhun, sochu tab Hai kya ye sab, aur kya hain hum Kyu tolu tujhko zyada kam The truth is I just don't know how to end this fucking verse It's the same with you and me And some people call it love Like you give a fuck And like I give a fuck Get dressed, we're going out I'm on my way to pick you up Aisi baatein Yuhi kehti nahi woh chubhti hai Priti baatein Jo kehti humesha chubhti hai
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