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look look .... look ....
look I’m in front of you
and you are in front of you.
hey hey... all have started to hold their hearts..
whether your life is chill, or you live it in speed
the freedom and fun is all in rolling the weed.
be high without a worry, who can control or stop you..
whoever says anything against your wish kill him there itself....
whether I sing in briefs, or I sing in the nude,
who are you to tell me, o chicken, go to hell..
however I am, I am pretty cool dude.
don’t make trouble with me, I am a flying spark.
I’ve got pride and splendour.. I am a tsunami, a storm,
I’ve got fans in every country, where do I ever get peace..
when my song plays, be it police or a thief, all dance,
don’t give me gyaan I am omniscient,
you sing the praises of lord, and I am a born rascal. boom!
O white one, O white one....
you have made so many happy..
you are sweet, ah sweet,.....
unbolt the latch of dope and see.
Flying Punjab....
O poor soul, O fakeera,
this only is your beautiful Meera.
the lines of powder, just inhale them through your nose and see.
flying punjab....
flying punjab....
O white one, O white one...
whoever tried this,
has won, yeah, won, unbolt the latch of dope and see.
flying punjab....
flying punjab....
flying punjab....