My heart weeps as it tells its story
O my heart, O my heart
My heart weeps as it tells its story
O my heart, O my heart
I got locked up in the box of your memories
My heart got lost along a desolate path
O my heart, O my heart
I can never love anyone as much as I loved you
I can't sleep at night anymore, what do I do, I can't even cry anymore
Yeah, yeah, your love talk, your sweet nothings, haunt me
No matter how hard I try to forget, the memories keep coming back
You know it's you, just me and you
Then why do you do this?
Now we've broken up, fine But don't sit and cry alone
ON THE SETS OF PARIS KA TRIP
Yo Yo Honey Singh!
Music MG!
Will you take a trip to Paris, will you flip the trip
Will you take big sips, what will you take, tell me
Will you take a mischievous lad, the city in your swag
A date in Bora Bora, what will you take, tell me
At the wedding do you want Drake or DJ Snake
Who do you want to watch singing, tell me what you want
Will you take lots of loving, every day, over and over
Your blue eyes hypnotize me
I swear in that tiny dress you're a bomb to me
Glossy lips, oh your tricks, baby you look killer
Your blue eyes hypnotize me
Did you father agree or not?
He'll marry me to anyone, but a singer...
Tell your Papa to Google my name, his son-in-law's a superstar!
'The youth are very broadminded'
'The youth are leading change all over the world'
I began as a music director.
Today my friends are famous actors.
Movies are released in Bollywood everyday
And me also saying that, "Make me your..."
Oh, she takes it in the day She takes it in the night
She takes it in the morning She takes it in the evening
So what's wrong in that? Oh...
She takes his name
Girl, your brown color has charmed all the boys in my town
They don't work, they don't eat, No one looks at all the fair girls
IN MEMORIAM
AMITABH THAKUR, LITIGATOR
DOES BOLLYWOOD ENCOURAGE MISOGYNY?
SUCH SINGERS SHOULD BE BANNED. THEY ENCOURAGE VIOLENCE AND VULGARITY.
PROTESTS IN GUJARAT'S VADODARA
HONEY SINGH ACCUSED OF OBSCENITY
CONCERT TO BE HELD ON 2ND JUNE
TU MERA BHAI MAIN TERA BHAI
OPPOSITION TO HONEY SINGH'S FILM
Stop Honey Singh's film, stop it!
BOLLYWOOD AND POLITICS BOTH ENCOURAGE MISOGYNY.
HONEY SINGH'S CLARIFICATIONS ON SERIOUS ISSUES
HONEY SINGH REVEALED MANY SECRETS
YO YO SINGH'S FIRST SERIOUS INTERVIEW
PEOPLE ARE JEALOUS, CONSPIRACY AGAINST ME
I'M A MARRIED MAN: HONEY SINGH
YO YO SINGH'S FIRST SERIOUS INTERVIEW
I'M A MISUNDERSTOOD STAR - HONEY SINGH
SINGER HONEY SINGH GETS RELIEF FROM COURT
This show is going to rock!
That blossoms may bloom with color
That the fresh breeze of spring may flow
That the blossoms may bloom with color
That the fresh breeze of spring may flow
Come back to me my love
That the gardens about their business may go
That the blossoms may bloom with color
That the fresh breeze of spring may flow
We can do something that's cartoon style.
Something from the film...
No, we can of course say, I'm in love with a girl.
I'm actually a brave boy, but I get a bit scared.
Someone please tell her this. Please, man,
make her see, I'm her Nobita, she's my Shizuka.
I don't know.
I'm your Nobita, you're my Shizuka, I've just got to meet you, I don't know
Yeah, this could be a start for the song!
We'll start this... Let's start this.
Come on everybody, sing it with me.
Come on, sing it with me.
All you Golu, Molu, Bunty, Babli, Tinku, Goli.
Your suit is wow!
Your saree is wow!
Your lehenga is wow! Your dress and your nose pin are wow
It's 3.30 a.m., the booze set out before you
The bell rings, the hour strikes, come closer darling it's gonna be fun
Lord have mercy, my boyfriend's a Casanova!
THE WORST SONG OF HONEY SINGH'S LYF AND INDIA!!
WORST SONG ANOTHER FROM HONEY SINGH PAAJI
SOUNDS LIKE SOME KID HAS COMPOSED IT
The epic days of my youth, those were great as well
Now the heroes of the real epics know of me as well
These big-big superstars, and their big phones
Their big-big phones have Yo Yo's ringtones
But that's cool guys, I've only just begun
I'm blessed by the Goddess who rides on a lion
The Goddess came and said to me in a dream last night
That whoever messes with me, that guy will be destroyed
Wow, what a song, I've written such a good one
All because I'm blessed by the Goddess that rides a lion
The world knows me... The people call me... Yo Yo Honey Singh