Текст и перевод песни DIVINE - Plush
Asal
apni
Zindagi
This
life
of
mine,
babe
Na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
It
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
Chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Chal!)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(C'mon!)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
(Never)
Asal
apni
Zindagi,
na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
This
life
of
mine,
babe,
it
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Pushpa
nahi)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(I
ain't
Pushpa)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
Jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
Don't
bow
(Never)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
Jhukta
nahi
(Jhukta
nahi)
Doesn't
bow
(Doesn't
bow)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
9 figure
wale
chote
9 figure
checks,
shorty
Cheques
yaha,
chutta
nahi
No
loose
change
here
O.G.
mera
kush
My
O.G.
kush
Ye
koi
mamuli
sa
sutta
nahi
This
ain't
no
ordinary
smoke
Shakal
se
wo
Deepika
She
looks
like
Deepika
Par
bhai
tera
mudta
nahi
But
she
won't
turn
for
you,
babe
Kisi
ka
bhi
suna
nahi
Didn't
listen
to
anyone
Aur
kisi
ka
bhi
sunta
nahi
And
doesn't
listen
to
anyone
Jaha
pe
bhi
hum
chlate
hai
Wherever
we
go
Wo
dete
humein
salami
They
salute
us
Dil
se
hai
saaf
par
Clean
heart,
but
Peeth
pe
hai
harami
A
scoundrel
on
my
back
Mera
shiddat
daudta
My
hustle's
running
Au
tera
chote
chala
nahi
Yours
ain't
moving,
shorty
Kalakari
ladke
Artistic
guys
Aur
tujh
mein
wo
kala
nahi
But
you
ain't
got
that
art
in
you
3 kaali
gadi
nikli,
west
side
se
3 black
cars
out,
from
the
west
side
Mere
aage
piche
chale
Rolling
behind
me
Kyo
ke
main
bike
pe
Because
I'm
on
my
bike
Tum
muh
se
kaam
chalate
You
work
with
your
mouth
Hum
cheques
faadte
We
tear
up
checks
3 rakhte
phone
Got
3 phones
2 sim
card
pe
With
2 SIM
cards
each
Asal
apni
Zindagi,
na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
This
life
of
mine,
babe,
it
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Chal!)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(C'mon!)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
(Never)
Asal
apni
Zindagi,
na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
This
life
of
mine,
babe,
it
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Pushpa
nahi)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(I
ain't
Pushpa)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
Jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
Don't
bow
(Never)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
Jhukta
nahi
(Jhukta
nahi)
Doesn't
bow
(Doesn't
bow)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
Bade
hue
soch
kar
ki
Grew
up
wondering
how
Kaisa
itna
bebas
mai
I'm
so
carefree
Nas
ke
sath
With
the
squad
Grammy
k
liye
vegas
mein
In
Vegas
for
the
Grammys
Caviar
suit-boot
Caviar,
suits
and
boots
Baith
jaise
hum
church
mein
Sitting
like
we're
in
church
Balti
wali
line
se
From
the
slums
to
Designer
apan,
sab
Plush
hai
Designer
clothes,
babe,
everything
is
Plush
Tere
liye
shorty,
mere
liye
Thotiana
For
you
it's
shorty,
for
me
it's
Thotiana
Bhai
tera
O.G
Your
man's
an
O.G.
Ye
ladke
mere
copiyana
These
boys
are
my
imitators
Mehnat
se
hum,
pohonche
yaha
We
reached
here
through
hard
work
Baap
hai,
jo
roke
yaha
Only
a
father
can
stop
us
here
Gaane
me
hum,
rote
yaha
We
cry
in
our
songs
here
Sapne
mein
na,
sote
yaha
We
don't
sleep
in
our
dreams
here
Mere
liye
fun
shit
Fun
shit
for
me
Rocky
wali
punches
Rocky-style
punches
Kab
se
mai
sher
Been
a
lion
for
a
while
You
know
that
I
run
shit
You
know
that
I
run
shit
LIT
aur
mai
fly
Lit
and
I
fly
Diwali
wali
kandil
Like
a
Diwali
lantern
Zyada
kaam,
kam
chill
More
work,
less
chill
One
shot,
one
kill
One
shot,
one
kill
Asal
apni
Zindagi,
na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
This
life
of
mine,
babe,
it
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Chal!)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(C'mon!)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
(Never)
Asal
apni
Zindagi,
na
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
This
life
of
mine,
babe,
it
ain't
nothing
like
you
(Nothing
like
you)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
mujhse
nahi
(Mujhse
nahi)
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
can't
compare
(Can't
compare)
Flower
nahi,
fire
hai
I
ain't
no
flower,
I'm
fire
But
pushpa
nahi
(Pushpa
nahi)
But
I
ain't
Pushpa
(I
ain't
Pushpa)
Bhagwan
pehle,
baaki
apan
jhukta
nahi
God
first,
after
that,
I
don't
bow
to
anyone
Jhukta
nahi
(Kabhi
nahi)
Don't
bow
(Never)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
Jhukta
nahi
(Jhukta
nahi)
Doesn't
bow
(Doesn't
bow)
Bombay
ka
ladka,
chote
jhukta
nahi
A
Bombay
boy,
shorty,
doesn't
bow
Brooklyn
me
khade
abhi
Standing
in
Brooklyn
right
now
Harry
Fraud
ke
studio
me
In
Harry
Fraud's
studio
Sab
kuch
mast
hai
Everything's
great
Jaake
puch
apne
baare
me
Go
ask
about
yourself
Hurr-hurr-hurr
Hurr-hurr-hurr
Gully
gang
gang
gang
Gully
gang
gang
gang
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