yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom

sunlo mere yaaro aur haters bhi sun lo
hindi angreji nepali kuch bhi chun lo
it's yo boy little golu jamna park ka
chhoriyan chhoti shauqeen lambi car ka
delhi ka local launda dum hai balls me
kal tak ghuma metro me aaj rolls me
kiraye ki na hai ye hai mehnat ki kamai ki
r8 ye lambi gaadi bhai ki madhyam wargiye pariwar se
pitaji in sarkari job sarkari school ka ladka

sunta tha hiphop karle kuch vyapaar
kehte the ristedaar
ristedaaron ke liye middle finger ab taiyaar
sachi i'm having fun paisa fame stardom
sachi saari baatein inki ek ek line bum
seduce kare beat kyuki beat mein seduction
yo yo honey singh faadu production
suno dup step ye suno dup step
ye suno dup step ye suno dup step
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom

mujhe sab pata hai kon kon mujhse sadte hain
mere baare me vaahiyaat baatein karte hai
peeth piche bhonkein saamne mujhse darte hain
mere aage aake phir kyun paji paji karte hai
aise logon ko ram ram meri door se
wo bhi kya kare bichare hai majboor se
kala ki hai kami tabhi to chaalein chalte hai
ab tak papa ki pocketmoney pe palte hain

ye meri hai duaa rab kare unhe kaamyab
mile paisa mile daulat shauhrat bhi behisaab
khaali dimaag hai tera jisme shaitaan ka ghar
oye shaitaan thoda tu bhi khuda se darr
kitna samjhaaun tujhko aisa na kar
o kaka gal sun ehda na kar
tainu kehnna mai tang na kar
so what you want fame money ae le aa fad
suno ye suno dup step ye suno dup step ye suno
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom
yes i'm having fun paisa fame stardom

Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom.
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom.
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom.

Hear me, friends, and haters, heed my call,
Hindi, English, Nepali, choose them all.
It's your boy, Little Golu, from Jamna Park's street,
Girls, small tastes, a long car, can't be beat.
Delhi's local lad, the bomb in the verse,
Yesterday, the metro, today, a Rolls, immersed.
Not rented, earned through toil and strife,
This long ride, brother, is the fruit of life.
From a middle-class home, a father's government job,
A government school boy, by the rules I'd often slob.

Heard hip-hop, do some business, they'd say,
The relatives, in their judgmental way.
For them, a middle finger, now raised in scorn,
Truly, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, is born.
Truth in every word, each line a blast,
Seduction in the beat, forever to last.
Yo Yo Honey Singh, a production so grand,
Listen to the Dubstep, throughout the land.
Listen to the Dubstep, listen and sway,
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom's display.
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom's display.

I know them all, the ones who seethe with spite,
Who speak ill of me, in darkness of night.
They bark behind, but fear me face to face,
Why, then, do they flatter, with such hollow grace?
To such people, a respectful "Ram Ram" from afar,
They are forced, poor souls, no matter how they spar.
Lacking art, they resort to petty schemes,
Still living on their father's pocket dreams.

May my prayer be, that God grants them success,
May they find wealth, fortune, and endless impress.
Your mind is empty, a devil's domain,
Oh, devil, fear God, and break the chain.
How many times must I tell you, cease this fight?
O uncle, listen, do not hold on so tight.
I tell you, do not bring me pain.
So what you want? Fame and money? Here, take your gain.
Listen, and listen to the Dubstep's sound,
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom is found.
Yes, I'm having fun, wealth, fame, stardom is crowned.