dunia pakki four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty
mar mar ke are mar mar ke chapal
meri kardi chaplam tanty
dunia four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty

aashik ki hai reet nirali
bin kawle ke kare kawali
akal ka andha kath ka pura
dil me mohabbat pocket khali
jaha bhi dekhe ko hasina
wahi pe baja di ghanty dunia four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty

chokariya baki mastani
sab hai paise ki diwani
inko chahiye mota bakra
motar sadi surmedani
jaha bhi tagda eingine dekha
karti tantam tanti dunia four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty

wah re teri mohabbat ka
len den ke sar par hath
ha tu agar hai chalte purje
mixture hum bhi hai chalak
bukhe pet mohabbat kaisi
chhodo tantam tanti dunia four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty

biwi bache bahan or bhai
sab hai matlab ke saidayi
jeb garam to yara hazaro
kadki ho to kaun ho bhai
biwi bache bahan or bhai
sab hai matlab ke saidayi
jeb garam to yara hazaro
kadki ho to kaun ho bhai
dunia four twenty
dunia pakki four twenty

The world's a deal, a fleeting score,
The world's a deal, forevermore.
Strikes of fate, a sandal's sting,
Turned my dreams to dust, everything.
The world's for sale, a hollow plea,
The world's a deal, for you and me.

A lover's path, a twisted art,
Singing songs with a broken heart.
Blind in mind, a wooden shell,
Love resides where coffers dwell.
Where beauty blooms, a siren's call,
The wedding bells begin to fall.
The world's a deal, the constant chase,
The world's a deal, in time and space.

Young maidens, wild and free,
All slaves to coin, eternally.
They crave the beast, the wealthy prize,
Engines loud, before their eyes.
Where strength resides, the laughter rings,
The siren song of fleeting things.
The world's a deal, a gilded cage,
The world's a deal, on life's wide stage.

Oh, love, your touch, a hollow grace,
A hand upon a vacant space.
If you're the player, sharp and keen,
I'm a mixer, sly, unseen.
Empty bellies, love's a lie,
Leave the fleeting things to die.
The world's a deal, a fading light,
The world's a deal, in darkest night.

Wife and children, kin and friend,
All for profit, without end.
When pockets swell, friends abound,
When empty, no one can be found.
Wife and children, kin and friend,
All for profit, until the end.
When pockets swell, friends abound,
When empty, no one can be found.
The world's a deal, a fragile thread,
The world's a deal, the living dead.