oo taau taau taau tanne dil ki baat bataun
tere chuze jaise face ke upar makkhi mai udaun
galti se bhi tu touch na kar jaan bacha ke bhaag kidhar
tere armaani ke suit ko kaat ke kachhe mai banaun
de g pe danda kaske tu gaur se rehna bachke
tere pechhe rocket dhar ke usko aag laga dunga
g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of work
g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of fun

aau tanne utha ke chapat lagaye ring road pe round lagaye
sar jo tera ghumega to bolega tu, he is the boss
hey sar pe tere bhande phodu, o tere sar pe kachhue chhodu
o tere sar pe tel laga ke, o main to khelun kanche de
g pe danda kaske tu gaur se rehna bachke
tere peechhe rocket dhar ke usko aag laga dunga
re g pe danda de re zor se danda de
re pyaar se danda de, it's lot of work
re g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyar se danda de, it's lot of fun

hey inge na dekh tu unge na dekh hoga abhi yahan give and take
tanne le ja ke in the khet kar denge tanne restigate
teri guddi pe phenk doon chai bhagega tu to thaany thaany
ijjat ko teri mixy me dhar ke juice bana dunga say
g pe danda kaske tu gaur se rehna bachke
tere peechhe rocket dhar ke usko aag laga dunga say
g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of work
g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of fun

re g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of work
arey re re g pe danda de zor se danda de
pyaar se danda de, it's lot of fun
ra bhai danda to bahut ho liya
yeh bata de taai kahan hai

Oh Tau, Tau, Tau, let me whisper the heart's plea,
A fly from your chick-like face, I'll set free.
By mistake, don't you touch, flee with your soul,
Your Armani suit, I'll shear, into briefs, make whole.

Give a stick to the G, with caution you must stay,
A rocket behind you, I'll ignite the fray.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of work, day and night.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of fun, shining bright.

I'll lift you high, then slap you on the Ring Road's dance,
Your head will spin, and you'll cry, "He's the boss's chance!"
On your head, I'll shatter pots, on your head, turtles I'll place,
With oil on your scalp, I'll play marbles, in a carefree space.
Give a stick to the G, with caution you must stay,
A rocket behind you, I'll ignite the fray.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of work, day and night.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of fun, shining bright.

Don't look here, don't look there, a give and take will ignite,
To the fields I'll take you, then I'll rusticate.
On your head, I'll pour tea, you'll flee, with a flight,
Your honor in the mixer, I'll make juice, with all my might.
Give a stick to the G, with caution you must stay,
A rocket behind you, I'll ignite the fray.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of work, day and night.
Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of fun, shining bright.

Give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of work, day and night.
Oh-oh-oh, give a stick to the G, with all of your might,
Give a stick with love, for it's lots of fun, shining bright.
Enough of the stick, my friend,
Tell me, where's the aunt, at the end?