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Wot U On? Lyrics

Dizzee Rascal – Wot U On? Lyrics

from album: Boy In Da Corner (2003)
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 couldn't be a cheif
Big shout to the boy who thinks he's 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 he's a don
Your looking at your air threats 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 he's 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 boy who thinks he's 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 gat she was sat next to me

You could be a dappa you could be a don but I don't watch your face I don't 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 it dnt matter to me
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won [x2]

Big shout to the girl who thinks she's 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 she's 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 she's a swingers
Your getting up your gums to da boys like a swingers
Your chattin to a brare
You don't care your a swingers
Now your on the floor reading war for beginners

Big shout to the girl who thinks it's a game
Your always chatting 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 don't watch your face I don't 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 itdon't matter 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 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

I'm from the streets of
I couldn't be a cheif
Got girls on my case so
I couldn't be a cheif
If it's arms we can meet cos
I couldn't be a cheif
I put you in ur place cos
I couldn't be a cheif

You could be a dappa you could be a don but I don't watch your face I don't 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 itdnt matter to me
Show me what your on
Wheres your cash wheres your won [x2]

You could be a dappa I couldn't be a cheif [x3]
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Songwriters: Dylan Kwabena Mills
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