Dizzee Rascal Lyrics
"Wot U On"

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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 couldn't be a cheif, money money money,
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I couldn't be a cheif i couldn't be a cheif
Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a dappa
Your lookin at your jewellery thinkin your a dappa
Now your round your way tryna 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 lookin at your avirex thinkin your a don
Your in your area with your friends your a don
I'll catch you by yourself make your health full gone

Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a scopse
Your lookin at your half ounce thinkin your a scopse
Your always walkin round tryna sound like a scopse
But make no mistake your a fake dizzy knows

Big shout to the boy who thinks hes a G
Your lookin at your fake watch thinkin your a G
I see you stratford rex tryna flex like a G
Lookin for your gat 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 won [x2]

You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin its a iyna to me

Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won [x2]

Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a diva
Your at your dressin table thinkin your a diva
But steady tryna walk tryna talk like a diva
But now you just wonder and under acheiver

Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a devil
Your lookin for a way to cause harm like a devil
Your sittin in your yard talkin hard like a devil
Cold bitter gold digger lookin for a medal

Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a swingers
Your gettin up your gums to the boys like a swingers
Your chattin to a br'er
You don't care your a swingers
Now your on the floor readin war for beginners

Big shout to the girl who thinks its a game
Your always chattin air musta been like a game
You chat the dizzy man rude like a game
Don't 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 won [x2]

You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin its a iyna to me

Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won [x2]

I heard you gotta a problem with me?
Rude boy listen
Why you tryna make enemies?
Rude boy listen
Go and get your street family
Rude boy listen
I'll be waitin patiently
Rude boy listen

Got stop chattin my name
Rude girl check it
Any little way of gettin fame rude girl check it
Me and your man ain't 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

I'm 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 you in your 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 won [x2]

You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anythin its a iyna to me

Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won [x2]

You could be a dappa i couldnt be a cheif [x4]
This song is from the album "Boy In Da Corner".