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Wot u on? Lyricsby Dizzee Rascal Buy album CD: Boy In Da Corner Love talks to everyone Love talks to everyone Love talks to everyone, money talks more Love talks to everyone, money talks more Love talks to everyone, money talks more I could'nt be a cheif, money ,money money, Love talks to everyone, money talks more I could'nt be a cheif i couldnt be a cheif Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a dappa Your looking at your jewellery thinking your a dappa Now your round your way tryin say your a dappa I'll stop you in your midst with a blitz von clapper Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a don Your looking at your Avirex thinking your a don Your in your area with your friends your a don Ill catch you by yourself make your girl full gone Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a scopse Your looking at your half ounce thinking your a scopse Your always walking round tryin sound like a scopse But make no mistake your a fake dizzy knows Big shout to the brer who thinks hes a G Your looking at your fake watch thinking your a G I see you stratford rex trying flex like a G Looking for your yat she was sat next to me You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] You could be a scopse you could be a G But pass anythin it dont matter to me Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a diva Your at your dressing table thinking your a diva But steady tryin walk tryin talk like a diva But now you just wonder and under acheiver Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a devil Your looking for a way to cause harm like a devil Your sitting in your yard talking hard like a devil Cold bit a gold digger lookin for a medal Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a swingers Your getting up your gums to da boys like a swingers Your chattin to a brer You dont care your a swingers Now your on the floor reading war for beginners Big shout to the girl who thinks its a game Your always chatting air musta been like a game You chat the dizzy man rude like a game Dont make me have to skitz keep Your lips from my name You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] You could be a scopse you could be a G But pass anythin it dont matter to me Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] I heard you gotta a problem with me? Rude boy listen Why you tryin make enemies? Rude boy listen Go and get your street family Rude boy listen Ill be waiting patiently Rude boy listen Got stop chattin my name Rude girl check it Any little way of getting fame rude Girl check it Me and your man aint the same Rude girl check it You aint got no shame rude girl check it I love girls and Money money money I got watched faced I watched Money money money I worked real hard for the Money money money And in the paper chase for the Money money money Im from the streets of I couldnt be a cheif Got girls on my case so I couldnt be a cheif If its arms we can meet cos I couldnt be a cheif I put u in ur place cos I couldnt be a cheif You could be a dappa you could be a don but i dont watch your face i dont care where your from Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] You could be a scopse you could be a G But pass anythin itdnt matter to me Show me what your on Wheres your cash wheres your wong [x2] You could be a dappa i couldnt be a cheif [x3]
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