90 - 90 Nabbe Nabbe - Gippy Grewal & Jasmine Sandlas | Sargun Mehta | Roopi Gill | New Song 2024

In the lanes, darkness is profound, my love Tell me where is your home, my love I want to build my abode in your heart, my love If you're a serpent, then I am also a snake charmer, my love. Refrain from sipping whiskey carelessly, my dear Sometimes, savor the sweetness of butter, my dear The girl in jeans, don a Punjabi suit, my love, In my dreams, etch your presence, my love. The excitement of seeing you has embraced me, Excitement has embraced, and with it, my breaths intense and steep. Fear

strikes me around three at night, You came to my room, everything felt right. Tell me, why place your foot on a snake? To my rooftop, crossing nine houses you came Then don't say I've turned you into a peacock, The lads from my village will carry you away I don't listen to every gossip story, I rev up the Ford, embracing speed and glory. In whispers about me, truth is what they convey, Every month, 90 hearts, I cruelly sway. Only one thing I'll say, watch out for these boys, Your fair complexion

, beauty like glass, a treasure of joys. I speak no lies, just the truth I profess, You avoid dancing with strangers, my heart feels distress. Tell me what the problem is; I won't wield a weapon, I'll Break the bones of the foes with bare fists A bit of laughter, reveal the heart's tale, Serpent, if you wish to bite, bite the yogis inspite Oh, go a little far, it makes me fear, Don't turn off the light, it makes me fear. Stealthily, stealthily, alcohol, Sagar(Lyricict) In my Coke, don't mix, it

makes me fear No need to plunge you into inebriation, In this world, no one matches a Jatt's sensation. Like me there is no lion in the territory and, Like you also there is no peahen, grand. Tries to stop my path, stop it handsome I don't love you. Stay away from me, they say me queen of beauty of all Amritsar Stay away from me, they say me queen of beauty of all Amritsar Your every limb is like ripe sugarcane, For you, I've taken pairs of anklets in twain. Allow me to pull your fair cheeks, Wh

en You dance the horses dance, in perfect trance. Refrain from sipping whiskey carelessly, my dear Sometimes, savor the sweetness of butter, my dear The girl in jeans, don a Punjabi suit, my love, In my dreams, etch your presence, my love. Tell me, why place your foot on a snake? To my rooftop, crossing nine houses you came Then don't say I've turned you into a peacock, The lads from my village will carry you away