diwali bamb lagdi
tere hot hot lips
ude cuti cuti chiks
mere hosh udaaye, jaane kya kare tu tips
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi, lagadi
o mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi ha

tin patti chalegi, aj rat bhar
black taig khulegi, koi ayega na ghar
indian dress me, padosan hot hot
jaldi kar babalu chala na sevan shart
music bajaao so ja spiker sing da saket
aaja mere naal mere paaket me hain raket
mere nadar chhupa tailent tujhe main dikhaaun
aj raat tere sang diwaali main manaau
teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi, lagadi
o mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi ha

resham jaise baal tumhaare
faishan karti tu mudiya re
chikne chikne gaal tumhaare
assi tere ut dil hain haare
tu phuljhadi main rocket
ye dil mera don't break
main apni gali da king
beby mere naa look hain fit
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi, lagadi
o mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi
mainu teri jawani, diwali bamb lagadi ha

Your lips, a Diwali blast ignite,
As cheeks, like firecrackers, take flight.
Your every move, a dazzling art,
Shatters my senses, tears my heart.
Your youth, a Diwali bomb's embrace,
Your youth, a fire in this space.
Oh, your youth, a Diwali's spark,
Your youth, burning in the dark.

Tonight, the cards will dance and play,
Black Label's poured, no one will stay.
In Indian dress, the neighbor's fire,
Babu, hurry, ignite desire!
Let speakers sing, the music's call,
A rocket's in my pocket, ready to enthrall.
My hidden talents, I'll now reveal,
Tonight with you, a Diwali zeal.
Your youth, a Diwali bomb's embrace,
Your youth, a fire in this space.
Oh, your youth, a Diwali's spark,
Your youth, burning in the dark.

Your silken hair, a flowing grace,
Fashion, my love, lights up this place.
Your cheeks, so smooth, a tempting gleam,
For you, my heart, a shattered dream.
You, the sparkler, I, the rocket's flight,
My heart, you see, breaks in the night.
I am the king of my own street,
Baby, with you, our souls shall meet.
Your youth, a Diwali bomb's embrace,
Your youth, a fire in this space.
Oh, your youth, a Diwali's spark,
Your youth, burning in the dark.