Lyrics
We ride at dawn, the blades are drawn
The battle is on, the stove is lit, we chopped the bits
You know it's only second nature, we making the flavour hit
As we sit on the streets or the five star, in a rickshaw or a nice car
Everybody wrapped in the flavour
Hittin' all your best taste buds like a laser
I know that you into that, do yourself a favour
'Cause our food is made to win hearts like a wager
Vicious and delicious
You don't wanna miss this
And if you take a bite then you licking all the dishes
Yeah, you licking all the-
Swaad ke raaz purane
Har tinke mein ek katha
Jaan le, jab laga, laga
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, ta-)
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, ta-)
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, tadka, tadka, ta-)
Sizzle in the summer, 'cause you know we like it hot
Rockin' in the kitchen and we hittin' like the pot
Everybody welcome, you can come and pick a spot
'Cause the guests of the house get the best that we got
Nana always said
"If you wanna make it big, you better be fully fed", so I did
Then I went and got bigger
Thanks to the cooking of a mother, and a mother figure
Got me thinking about all of the people that be pulling the trigger
'Cause they don't even know if they be eating for dinner
And I'm like, yeah, it's like I got to care
And the food so good, man, I got to share
Swaad ke raaz purane
Har tinke mein ek katha
Jaan le, jab laga, laga
It's a battle with the blandness
We gonna win it even though we didn't plan this
Put your hands up if you really understand this
If you got the fire inside the belly then we gonna fan this
Swaad, swaad, swaad ka khazana yeh
Zubaan, zubaan, zubaan pe tere laana yeh
Swaad, swaad, swaad ka khazana yeh
Zubaan, zubaan, zubaan pe tere laana
Swaad
Yeh swaad
Swaad
Yeh swaad
Swaad ke (it's a battle with the blandness)
(We gonna win it even though we didn't plan this)
Raaz purane (it's a battle with the blandness)
(We gonna win it even though we didn't plan this)
Har tinke mein ek katha
Tinke mein ek katha
Tinke mein ek katha
If you got the fire inside the belly then we gonna fan this
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, ta-)
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, ta-)
Tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka, tadka (tadka, tadka, tadka, ta-)
Writer(s): Bloodywood, Karan Katiyar
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