Rounds N Ring Lyrics English Translation – Yo Yo Honey Singh
Rounds N Ring Lyrics English Translation - Yo Yo Honey Singh
Verse 1:, I’m asking for a round, you ask for a ring, girl, You fly like the wind, spreading your wings, girl, A pathani (style) suits the guy on the shoulders, You have a bag slung over your shoulder, girl.
Verse 2:, The ones who keep track don’t forget, beautiful, But you’ll fail to understand a jatt’s (punjabi warrior caste) mind, I carry the lives of my enemies with me, And you hold this jatt’s life in your fist.
I carry the lives of my enemies with me, And you hold this jatt’s life in your fist, I’m asking for a round, you ask for a ring, girl.
Chorus: , See me roll up in a black denali with this shotgun, The way you work that body, baby, go on, We can run up any party, get lit like diwali, If you stick with me, mami, if i go wrong.
My paper (money) gets bigger the way i stack it up, My moves are so major, ain’t no catching up, You know what it is now, baby, clap it up, Bornfire, yo yo honey singh, wrap it up.
Verse 3:, The target isn’t small, nor is the hunter quiet, My surname is loud, just like my car’s number, The hood’s tail is played at 150 tons,, Facetime with you wraps up any discussion.
Verse 4:, There’s no secret about death or this jatt, kid, He carries an illegal 22 lakhs (gun worth), I’ll pull over with the courage of a lion, And the next thing you’ll see is the same as my mindset, kid.
Men respect me but want to share ties with me, They fill the cell every night with the jatt’s demons, I carry the lives of my enemies with me, And you hold this jatt’s life in your fist.
I carry the lives of my enemies with me, And you hold this jatt’s life in your fist, I’m asking for a round, you ask for a ring, girl.
Verse 5:, Yes sir!.
When you see the pair of uzi’s (guns), hands go high, Thick chick, big licks, 100 bands (100,000 money), A revolver is placed on the guy’s turban, The enemy runs away as the stakes are high, chances are low.
Verse 6:, Having taken an oath, the eyes turn red, Whatever work we do, we do it extraordinarily well, Wherever my show goes, there’s a big crowd, bro, The police from 7 districts can’t handle it.
Verse 7:, Taking my name, they do big business, Sweet on the face but inside, they hold thorns, The jatt is a big stepper, only making big moves, That’s why when they see chawla (his friend), they get feverish.
I’ve been friends with fame since way back, Snakes (jealous people) give satisfaction when they see maybach (luxury car), I spit out that bitterness, now you see how i pay back.
I carry the lives of my enemies with me, And you hold this jatt’s life in your fist.
I’m asking for a round, you ask for a ring, girl, I’m asking for a round, you ask for a ring, girl.
Outro: , This is what they call hip-hop, hip-hop, This is what they call hip-hop, hip-hop, Kids, this is what they call hip-hop, hip-hop, This is what they call hip-hop, hip-hop.
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