Dizzee Rascal - I Luv U lyrics
[Dizzee Rascal - I Luv U lyrics]
I love you iII, III I love you
I love-I love-I love, I love you
IIIIII, I love you iIIIII love, II love you
I love, III, I love you iIIIII love you
IIIIII love you iI love you
I love you iIlove-, II
II lov-lov-lov you you you
I lov-, love-love you you you
Yo if that girl knows where you stay
That's poor
Some whore banging on your door, what for?
Pregnant? What're you talking about? Be sure
Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw
And against law, 5 years or more
Now she wants a score and half of a draw
That's the kind of threat
That you can't ignore
That whore got you pinned down to the floor
But, it's your own fault
You said three magic words (I love you)
When that's the one for the birds
When you said that she forgot other boys
It's over, you better start buying her toys
There was no intention of her being wife
Now she knows this, she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got had by the whores
It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
Alright, she's a bad girl, I'm a boss though
Captain Roscoe with a crossbow
She came she got picked off yo
Nah it's not a love ting, get lost ho
Dizzee Rascal come down like snow
With freezing cold flows like Moscow (Yo)
Gung ho, get me upset, guns blow
Bitch, no, you're not ready for skid row
Bleed no, Dizzee Rascal deep roll
Big feet, feel the force on my big toe
I got no chaps, no chains, not much dough
Get juiced but you don't get love though
No slap but you might get a co-co (Yo)
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love ting takes two like tango
But she ain't my wifey, she can go
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
Listen, I like your girl so you
Better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl
(Uh) , and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
Switch Michelle with Chantelle
Play Chantelle with Shanell
Lyrical clientele but I ain't a bocat
I don't like the smell
I'm gonna go through a shell and
Make a boy feel unwell (Yo)
That girl's from school
That girl's from college (Uh)
That girl gives brains
That girl gives knowledge
That girl gives head, that girl gives shines
That girl gives BJs at all times
She looks decent, she looks fine
But don't talk about wifey she's not mine
She got batteried, 6 in a line
(Uh) , believe me that's not a good sign
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
(I) Uh, Dizzee Rascal (Love you, I I
Love you) roll Deep
(I love-love-love, I love-love you you)
It's all love
Ha ha (I love you, I you, I you, love-love)
2000 and slew, get me
(I love you, I I love you you)
Damn right I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot
(I I) dem boy nah ready yet
Trend they could never set (I I)
This is the next step, I write the 2-step
(I I) niggas better get set
I'll make your girl wet (I I I I I I)
I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (II)
Dem boy nah ready yet
Trend they could never set (I I)
This is the next step, I write the 2-step
(I I) niggas better get set
I'll make your girl wet
(I I I I love you you you you)
I love-I love-I love, I love you
IIIIII, I love you iIIIII love, II love you
I love, III, I love you iIIIII love you
IIIIII love you iI love you
I love you iIlove-, II
II lov-lov-lov you you you
I lov-, love-love you you you
Yo if that girl knows where you stay
That's poor
Some whore banging on your door, what for?
Pregnant? What're you talking about? Be sure
Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw
And against law, 5 years or more
Now she wants a score and half of a draw
That's the kind of threat
That you can't ignore
That whore got you pinned down to the floor
But, it's your own fault
You said three magic words (I love you)
When that's the one for the birds
When you said that she forgot other boys
It's over, you better start buying her toys
There was no intention of her being wife
Now she knows this, she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got had by the whores
It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
Alright, she's a bad girl, I'm a boss though
Captain Roscoe with a crossbow
She came she got picked off yo
Nah it's not a love ting, get lost ho
Dizzee Rascal come down like snow
With freezing cold flows like Moscow (Yo)
Gung ho, get me upset, guns blow
Bitch, no, you're not ready for skid row
Bleed no, Dizzee Rascal deep roll
Big feet, feel the force on my big toe
I got no chaps, no chains, not much dough
Get juiced but you don't get love though
No slap but you might get a co-co (Yo)
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love ting takes two like tango
But she ain't my wifey, she can go
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
Listen, I like your girl so you
Better look after your girl
Or I might just take your girl
(Uh) , and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
Switch Michelle with Chantelle
Play Chantelle with Shanell
Lyrical clientele but I ain't a bocat
I don't like the smell
I'm gonna go through a shell and
Make a boy feel unwell (Yo)
That girl's from school
That girl's from college (Uh)
That girl gives brains
That girl gives knowledge
That girl gives head, that girl gives shines
That girl gives BJs at all times
She looks decent, she looks fine
But don't talk about wifey she's not mine
She got batteried, 6 in a line
(Uh) , believe me that's not a good sign
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick, you kna'
All up in my hair, thinks that I care
Keeps following me here
Keeps following me there
These days I can't go nowhere
Ain't that your girl? Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl?
'Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up (Oh well)
She got jacked up (Oh well)
I swear that's your man? I ain't got no man
You was with that man? He was just any man
He got hotted up (Oh well)
He got whacked up (Oh well)
(I) Uh, Dizzee Rascal (Love you, I I
Love you) roll Deep
(I love-love-love, I love-love you you)
It's all love
Ha ha (I love you, I you, I you, love-love)
2000 and slew, get me
(I love you, I I love you you)
Damn right I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot
(I I) dem boy nah ready yet
Trend they could never set (I I)
This is the next step, I write the 2-step
(I I) niggas better get set
I'll make your girl wet (I I I I I I)
I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (II)
Dem boy nah ready yet
Trend they could never set (I I)
This is the next step, I write the 2-step
(I I) niggas better get set
I'll make your girl wet
(I I I I love you you you you)