Aaj maut ka vyapaari ... zindagi ka chaukidaar ban gaya

America mein insaan phone itsamaal karte karte dead ho jaye ... lekin lines dead nahi hoti

Bahut kainchi ki tarah chalti hai teri zubaan ... kainchi se hi kaat doonga

Khaadi pehenne se achche achchon ke paap dhul gaye

I keel dead peepal!

Kardo aaisi ghatna ... woh seedhe pahunche Patna

Tum log society ka kachra hai ... main society ka jamadar

For your naughtiness ... I will eat a papad and you will get a jhapad

Shivaji ke paas ek horse ka power tha, aur unka ghoda hawa ke saath baat karta tha ... tere paas athrah horse ka power hai, gear mein dhal aur bol ... Jai Maharashtra!

Saala khud marna hai toh marr na ... doosre ki kaiko vaat lagata hai

Ek door ka chacha hai aur ek mooh boli bhabhi ... door ka chacha mujhse door hi rehta hai ... aur mooh boli bhabhi kabhi mujhe mooh nahi lagati

Khud laat marte ho aur mujhe gadha kehte ho?

Saala phateli chaddi pehenne waala meri gaddhi par behetkar noton ki gaddi ginne laga

Sar ka taj tedha ho ... toh rani, rani nahin kaani lagti hai

Lambe kapde pehenna bahut hanikarak fashion hai

Naukri mili hai ... tankha nahi

Tum mujhe naukar hone se kya retire karoge ... main khud tumhe malik hone se retire karta hoon

Gussa aadmi se bahut kuch karwata hai ... aur yeh joh love hai na love ... yeh sirf marwata hai

Sir loondry

Aye wallet, aye bullet ... you choose