XL – Lyrics Meaning in English – Simar Dorraha Ft Gurlez Akhtar
Singer: Simar Dorraha Ft Gurlez Akhtar
Music: MixSingh
Lyrics: Simar Dorraha
MixSingh In The House!
Raah Jeha Rok Naam Puchde Mera
Aau Sir Khulleyan Ton Ankha Saamne Nehra
Oh Jatti Di License Dashboard Ch Payi
Ve Gall Aape Hi Nabedu
Naam Laina Ni Tera
Stopping my way, they ask my name
Jatti’s licensed gun is in dashboard
I will finish it myself
I will not take your name
Chalauniya Bandook 8’Vi Ton Sikhdi
Gall Bahuteyan De Naal Taan
Main Kithe Kholdi
I’ve been learning how you fire guns from 8th standard
I don’t open up with
Many people
Haan Chukk Ke Fada De Jatta Gun Toldi
Kal Nawe Bane Aashiqan Di Kithe Gauldi
Chukk Ke Fada De Jatta Gun Toldi
Kal Nawe Bane Aashiqan Di Kithe Gauldi
Pick it up & give it to me, Jatta, I’ve been finding gun
I don’t listen to new lovers
Pick it up & give it to me, Jatta, I’ve been finding gun
I don’t listen to new lovers
Oh Temper Aa High Thoda Jatti Teri Da
Taan Hi Raunda Da Ae Bhar
Hathan Utte Toldi
Your jatti’s temper is little high
That’s why, she weighs
The weight of bullets on her hand
Veham Wadde Velliyan De Pehliyan Ch Kadde Ve
Sir Khole Ve Kaiyan De Kinne Gutt Vadde Ve
Gallan Da Si Shaunk Chote Hundeya Mainu
Na Jaga Na Jatt Nu Massa Ae Kamm Chadde Ne
The misconception of many people I have removed right in the beginning
I have opened many peoples head and cut offed many people’s hand
Right from my childhood I was very garrulous
Don’t wake the Jatt up, very difficultly I have left this work
Uddi Phirde Jo Nawe Je Jawaak Kal De
Dash Ohna Di Rakane Pairan Vich Raulti
The newly born child’s (bad peoples) which are flying today
Girl, I have devasted their pride under my feet’s
Oh Gun Da Ki Kamm Saddi Ankh Boldi
Kar Jatt Baare Pata Aiven Kahton Doldi
Oh Gun Da Ki Kamm Saddi Ankh Boldi
Kar Jatt Baare Pata Aiven Kahton Doldi
What’s the work of gun, my eyes speak
Inquire about Jatt, why are you speaking like that
What’s the work of gun, my eyes speak
Inquire about Jatt, why are you speaking like that
Ho Jihne Jihne Sadde Naal Vair Khatteya
Lang Maarde Ne Langde Rakane Kol Di
Who ever has created enmity with us
They pass-by with their broken leg
Oh Top Rate Jehe Gaane Tu Fasaiye Honi Aa
Kudiyan Vi Bahut Piche Laiyan Honi Aa
Main Sachi Ve Dorahe Tainu Shock Daungi
Ohnu Kujh Vi Ni Kehna Tainu Thok Daungi
You might have entrapped many top rate songs
And you might have made many girls follow you
Truthfully, Doraahe (Lyricist) I will give you shock
I will say her nothing but I’ll beat you up
CIA Staff Jahe Bande Piche Laye
Laggi Khabar Pata Je Tere Jhol Mol Di
I have made follow people like CIA staff after you
If I got to know about your flirting stuff, then you see!
Haan Chukk Ke Fada De Jatta Gun Toldi
Kal Nawe Bane Aashiqan Di Kithe Gauldi
Oh Temper Aa High Thoda Jatti Teri Da
Taan Hi Raunda Da Ae Bhar
Hathan Utte Toldi
Pick it up & give it to me, Jatta, I’ve been finding gun
I don’t listen to new lovers
Your jatti’s temper is little high
That’s why, she weighs
The weight of bullets on her hand
Reha Xl Hi Size Na Ghataya Bhar Main
Jehde Kudiyan Ch Chalde Na Kalakaar Main
Ho Baneya Rakane Mitran Da Time Ae
Par Simar Nu Sahu Hon Da Na Veham Ae
I have always been xl size never reduced my weight
Which are into girls I am not that star
I have fixed my friends time
But simar does not have the misconception of being noble
Shehari Je Jawaka Wangu
Kule Kule Nahi Aa
Ankha Ne Nashedi Gall Na Makhaul Di
I am not like the city boys
Soft soft
My eyes are like that of drunker and its not a joke
Gun Da Ki Kamm Saddi Ankh Boldi
Haan Chukk Ke Fada De Jatta Gun Toldi
Oh Gun Da Ki Kamm Saddi Ankh Boldi
Haan Chukk Ke Fada De Jatta Gun Toldi
What’s the work of gun, my eyes speak
Pick it up & give it to me, Jatta, I’ve been finding gun
What’s the work of gun, my eyes speak
Pick it up & give it to me, Jatta, I’ve been finding gun