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ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style
style hai style sab kuch style, life hai kya ek style
chal me meri gazab ka style hai
balo ka bhi kya ajab sa style hai
lab pe jo smile hai ye mera style hai
yeah yeah yeah he
ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style

speed me bike hai kya style hai
kala ye chashma hath me mobile hai
ankh mar ke phir siti bajana
style se tu jani ladaki patana
yahi to o brother! style ke khel hai
style se tu kha le bombay bhel hai
yeah yeah yeah he
ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style

moti ko pasand dekho mini frock hai
patali ka ye parallel hay kya joke hai
mathe ki lato ko ye ada se hatana
oy hoy
chumma dene ki style me lipstick lagana
sine se ye lipati rahe kya file hai
batakh ke jaise chalane ka ye kya style hai
yeah yeah yeah he
ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style

cool, cool, cool, baby let us be cool
this is my style, buddy i wanna rule
marati hai ladakiyan mere pe pyar se
he he he
lena na dushmani tu mere yar se
ye meri muscles dekh side pose se
das kilo ka mukka hai ye dekh close se
yeah yeah yeah ye
ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style

chal me meri gazab ka style hai
balo ka bhi kya ajab sa style hai
lab pe jo smile hai ye mera style hai, style hai ye
ye hai style ye hai style, life hai kya ek style
style hai style sab kuch style
life hai kya ek style ye hai style

Ru Tu Ru Ru Ru Ru Tu Ru Ru Ru
Ru Tu Ru Ru Ru

This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.
Style is style, all things style, life, a canvas of style.
My gait, a marvel of style.
My hair, a peculiar style.
The smile upon my lips, my very style.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!
This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.

Speed on a bike, a style unbound.
Black shades, a mobile in hand.
Winking, then whistling, a bold decree,
To charm a girl, style is the key.
These, brother, are the games of style.
Feast on Bombay bhel, with style's guile.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!
This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.

For the plump, a mini-frock to behold,
For the thin, a laugh, a story told.
The tresses swept, a gesture so grand,
Oh, my!
Kissing with lipstick, a style unplanned.
Clinging to the chest, a file's embrace,
Walking like a duck, what style does grace.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!
This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.

Cool, cool, cool, baby, let us be cool,
This is my style, I won't play the fool.
Girls fall for me, consumed by love's fire.
Hey, hey, hey!
Do not make an enemy of my dear.
Behold my muscles, side pose displayed,
A ten-kilo fist, look, closely made.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!
This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.

My gait, a marvel of style.
My hair, a peculiar style.
The smile upon my lips, my very style, style is it!
This is style, this is style, life, a canvas of style.
Style is style, all things style.
Life, a canvas of style, this is style.