Move – Yeh Ishq Ishq captures raw emotion with Sonu Nigam & Reble’s soulful voices, blending modern flair with timeless poetic love.
Move – Yeh Ishq Ishq Lyrics
There's a big bad gangster on the loose, Thick skin, cold weather, black leather, big news. There aint nothing that a man can do, So bring in the war, we blunt, we pay dues.
There's a gangster, a gangster, Words he dont speak, But a danger will tame ya. Shit where you eat, Little bch, say your prayers. Call him the gangster, Dont slander the stranger.
Oh baby, you know what i want, I got the trigger on the gun. You gotta move it how i want it, gotta. I'd rather keep it to myself, I got no love to understand. I got this blood on my hands, So baby, you dont understand.
You gotta move, Baby, give me that violence. Gotta move, You aint one of my problems. Gotta move, Baby, give me that violence. Gotta move, You gotta move, you gotta.
I dont cut for the emotion, uh. I got touch, but so potent, uh. I done blood with the ocean, uh. I dont fk with these trojans, uh.
Keep that distance, I'm on a mission, uh. Fk your witness, I'm about my business. I've been projecting out By my patience, no time and wasting.
You gotta move, Baby, give me that violence. Gotta move, If you aint one of my problems. Baby, move,
Naaz-o-andaaz se kehte hain Ki jeena hoga Zeher bhi dete hain toh kehte hain Ki peena hoga
Naaz-o-andaaz se kehte hain Ki jeena… hoga Zeher bhi dete hain toh kehte hain Ki peena… hoga
Jab main peeta hoon toh kehte hain Ki marta bhi nahi Jab main marta hoon toh kehte hain Ki jeena… hoga
Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq–ishq Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq–ishq Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq
Wahshat-e-dil Rasan-o-daar se roki na gayi Kisi khanjar, Kisi talvaar se roki na gayi
Ishq majnu ki wo awaaz hai Jiske aage, koi laila Kisi deewaar se roki na gayi
Kyunki..? Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq–ishq Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq–ishq Ye ishq ishq hai, ishq
Woh hans ke agar maange To hum jaan bhi de de Woh hans ke agar maange To hum jaan bhi de de
Ye jaan to kya cheez hai Emaan bhi de de..
Oh baby, you know what i want, I got the trigger on the gun. You gotta move it how i want it, gotta. I'd rather keep it to myself, I got no love to understand. I got this blood on my hands, So baby, you dont understand.
You gotta move, baby, give me that violence. Gotta move, you aint one of my problems. Gotta move, baby, give me that violence. Gotta move, you gotta move, you gotta.