Lyrics
Ugh, uh-huh
It's the Roc in the building
Khaliq ('Sup, lil' nigga?), Ramel ('Sup?)
Barell in the house
Neeveen akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Yes!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
Live from the United States
Brooklyn New York, it's your boy (Ugh, ugh) Young
Neevee akh kuch chir paake rakh le (Woo!)
Palle vich mukhda lukake rakh le
The nephews is in the house
Aiven kari na kise de naal pyaar
Mundeya ton bach ke rahi (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Soon as the beat drop, we got the streets locked
Overseas, the Panjabi MC and the Roc
I came to see the mamis in the spot
On the count of three, drop your body like it's hot
One, Young, two, you
One, two, three, Young Hov's a snake charmer
Move your body like a snake, mama
Make me wanna put the snake on you
I'm on my eighth summer, still hot
Young's the eighth wonder
All I do is get bread, yeah, I take Wonder
I take one of your chicks straight from under your armpit
The Black Brad Pitt
I mack 'til six in the A-M, all day, I'm
P-I-M-P, I am simply
Attached to the track like SMPTE
Ni tu kari na kise de naal pyaar
It's simply good, Young Hov, infinitely hood
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (R-O-C, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (Panjabi MC, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar (Nigga, NYC, and we don't stop)
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (It's the Roc, it's the Roc)
R.O.C, and we don't stop
Panjabi MC, and we don't stop
It's ya boy Jay-Z, and we don't stop
Nigga, R-O-C, and we won't stop, ha
Tera ki kasoor je nashile nain ho gaye (Yes)
Sikh ke adava sharmile nain ho gaye (Ugh, yeah)
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, yes
Tera ki kasoor je nashile nain ho gaye
Sikh ke adava sharmile nain ho gaye
Saanbh ke rakh ni eh joban butari
Saanbh ke rakh ni eh joban butari (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
Hun mud ke na aauni eh bahaar (Yes!)
Mundiya to bach ke rahi
Ma I ain't gotta tell you, but it's your boy Hov
From the U.S
You just lay down slow
Catch your boy, mingle in England, meddling in the Netherlands
Checking in daily under aliases
We rebellious, we back home
Screaming, "Leave Iraq alone!"
But all my soldiers in the field, I will wish you safe return
But only love kills war when will they learn?
It's International Hov, been having the flow
Before Bin Laden got Manhattan to blow
Before Ronald Reagan got Manhattan the blow
Before, I was cabbing it there, back and forth
Raw, we had it all day, Papi in the hallway (What up, man?)
Cop one on consignment to give you more yay
Yeah, but that's another stor-ay
But for now, mami, turn it around, and let the boy play
Nahi teri jehi Sohni koi naar (Jay!)
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (R.O.C, and you don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar (Panjabi MC, and you don't stop)
Mundeya to bach ke rahi (Nigga, NYC and we don't stop)
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar (It's the Roc, it's the Roc)
R.O.C, and we don't stop
Panjabi MC, and we don't stop
It's ya boy Jay-Z, and we don't stop
Nigga, R-O-C, and we won't stop, ha
Yes bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, yes
Mundeya de bula ute teriya kahaniya
Channi ne ta khanne diyan galiyan vi shaaniya
Jovana de bula ute teriya kahaniya
Channi ne ta khanne diyan galiyan vi shaaniya
Janjua ta hoya tera roop da diwana
Janjua ta hoya tera roop da diwana
Chal sakiya na husan da vaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi
Ni tu hune hune hoyi muteyaar
Mundeya to bach ke rahi
