Dizzee Rascal

Dizzee Rascal - I Luv U lyrics

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I luv u

III...I..I..I Luv u

I luv I Luv I Luv U

III...I..I..I Luv u

III...I..I..I Luv u



I luv I I I I Luv u

I I I I I Luv u

III...I..I..I Luv u

II Luv u I luv u

I I I I I

I I LLLuv u u u





Yo If that girl know's where you stay thats poor

some whore banging on your door what for

pregnant? what're you talking about this for

fifteen, she's underage thats raw

and against law 5 years or more

and she wants a score and half of a draw

some kind of friend that you try and ignore

that whore got you pinned down to the floor

but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you)

when thats the one for the birds 

when you said that she forgot other boys

its over you better start buying the toys

there was no intention in front of your wife

that she knows this that she's ending your life

its a real shame you got hacked by the whores

its a real shame that kid probably aint yours









That girl' some bitch ya know

she keep calling my phone

she dont leave me alone

she just moan and groan

she just keep ringin me at home

these days i dont 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 cant go no where





Aint that your girl



Nah it aint my girl



I swear that's your girl



Course it aint my girl



She got juiced up



oh well



She got chatted up



oh well!



I swear thats your man



I aint 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 ima buss doe

captain rusko with a crossbow

she came she got picked off yo

nah its not a love ting, get lost hoe

dizzy rascal come down like snow

with freezing cold flows like moscow

dumb hoe, get me upset, guns blow

bitch, you're not ready for skid row

leap low dizzy rascal dig low

big feet for the force with my big toe

i got no chaps, no chains not much doe

get juiced but you dont get love though

dont slap or you might get a ho-hoe

jambo coming through like rambo

love ting takes two like tango

but she aint my wifey she can go









listen, i like your girl so you better look after your girl

or i might just take your girl and make your girl my girl

switch your girl with michelle

switch michelle with chantelle

play chantelle with shennele

lyrical clientelle but i aint a bow cat, i dont like the smell

im gonna go through a shell and make a boy feel unwell



that girl's from school, that girl's from college

that girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge

that girl gives head, that girl gives shines

that girl gives bj's at all times

she looks decent, she looks fine

but dont talk about wifey she's not mine

she got batches, 6 in a line, believe me thats not a good sign
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