make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali
make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
given them the every little thing they want
the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
make a wish

the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
puri kar dunga pal bhar me teri har khwaish-o-aarju
and i will make your wish come true
puri kar dunga pal bhar me teri har khwaish-o-aaraju
jannat rakh du mai kadamo me
all you gotta do is say
jeet jaayega tu har baaji
all you gotta do is play
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali

the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
puri kar dunga pal bhar me teri har khwaish-o-aaraju
i do the grooves the whole world moves
aaja tu bhi mere taal pe nach le
i do the grooves and you gotta to move
chhod tu karna bahaane aaj se
i do it like this, i do it like that
i wanna them at decks and the beats
don' t stop and the base is fat
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali
hai gale milne wali, hai gale milne wali

make a wish, make a wish
and i will make your wish come true
puri kar dunga pal bhar me teri har khwaish-o-aaraju
i got the rocks, i got the ride
i got the hotties by my side
i got the moves and i got game
you can get close but it aint the same
when i say hey ma ma, i gotta shorties jumpin
i wanna be the don boom boom, got the part pumpin
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
aladin give me ye taali
sun tera bheja hai khaali
tujhse aake kismat hai gale milne wali
the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
the man gotta the man gota goin on
keep the body going to break a dawn
got the ones and the phonies full em with shorties
given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
he given them the every little thing they want
make a wish

Whisper your want, let a dream take flight,
And I shall weave your wish into the light.
Whisper your want, let a dream take flight,
And I shall weave your wish into the light.
Destiny’s embrace, a tender fold,
Whisper your want, let a dream take flight,
And I shall weave your wish into the light.

The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
And grants their whims, and craves for more.
The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
He grants their whims, he craves for more.
Whisper your want...

The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
And grants their whims, and craves for more.
He grants their whims, and craves for more.
Whisper your want, and let your spirit call,
And I shall weave your wish to enthrall.
In moments swift, your every hope made whole,
And I shall weave your wish to enthrall.
In moments swift, your every hope made whole.
A paradise beneath your very feet,
If you but choose to win this life's sweet feat.
Just play along, and clap for me with glee,
Your mind, a vacant space, now set free.
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul,
Your mind, a vacant space, now set free.
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul.
Destiny’s embrace, a tender fold.

The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
And grants their whims, and craves for more.
He grants their whims, and craves for more.
Whisper your want, and let your spirit call,
And I shall weave your wish to enthrall.
In moments swift, your every hope made whole.
My rhythm flows, the world begins to sway,
Come, dance with me, and cast your cares away.
My rhythm flows, the world begins to sway,
No more excuses, start this very day.
I do it like this, I do it like that,
I want them at the decks and beats.
Don't stop, the bass is fat.
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul,
Your mind, a vacant space, now set free.
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul.
Destiny’s embrace, a tender fold.

Whisper your want, and let your spirit call,
And I shall weave your wish to enthrall.
In moments swift, your every hope made whole.
I have the gems, the ride, the art, the game,
You can get close, but it’s not the same.
When I say Hey Ma Ma, my shorts are jumpin'
I wanna be the Don, boom boom, the part's pumpin'
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul,
Your mind, a vacant space, now set free.
The touch of fortune waits to greet your soul.

The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
And grants their whims, and craves for more.
He grants their whims, and craves for more.
The man must strive, the man must keep on,
Though weary flesh may crumble and be gone.
He holds the real, the false, the fleeting score,
And grants their whims, and craves for more.
He grants their whims, and craves for more.
Whisper your want...