Dizzee Rascal

Dizzee Rascal - Jezebel lyrics

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Yo, look, look, look

They call her Jezebel

you might find her in your neighbourhood

Always in some shit

Up to no good

Constant boasting bragging to her friends

Juiced every boy in the ends

Didn't finish school

She would truant every day

Always on the link

Different boy every day

Missed mathematics she was doing acrobatics

But not gym class

She was gettin' doggy fast



Yo, they call her Jezebel

Friends call her sket behind her back

She never knew the plot

She was born of track

Tight top short skirt thinks she's to nice

Hates love but she's been deep in twice

Pass with, whoe can't keep her legs closed

Always on the creep

Now she's in too deep

Now she face's neglect, abuse and rape

Man said that he'd kill her

If she try to escape





Whats your name?

I've seen you about

I think your choong (Boom ting)

I really hope your not a grim

I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy

Where you from?

Hot stuff (Buff ting)

I really hope your not a grim

I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy

I've seen you about

I think your tromp (Boom ting)

I really hope your not a grim

I really hope your not a jezzy, jezzy

Where you from?

Hot stuff (Boom ting)

I really hope your not grim

I really hope your not a Jezebel



You might find her at a house rave

For the fifth time

She's gettin' whind from behind

Had a bit of drink

So she's acting kinda slow

She came with Natasha

But she's leavin with Joe

Ricky loves jezzy but jezzy loves bling

Ricky means well but Ricky ain't got a thing

Joe's got a name

And jezzy loves fame

She wants a man to show

So it's all about Joe



They call her Jezebel

On her way to get walked out

Get battery

And get kicked out

Jezzy weren't expecting more then four

What could she say

She just did it anyway

Messed up caught a kinda STD

Gonorrhea, Herpes, no VD

Left bitter, left angry, left vex

But still loves sex

Passed it on to the next







Pretty but

Ain't got a brain

Got no shame

Got juiced on the train

Went from daddy's little girl

To daddy's heart attack

House wreck a side

She could never go back

Raised in the church

Not knowing anything

Learned about boys

Ruined every thing



Aged 16

She was never full grown

She was in a family

Now she's got one of her own

Two kids

Even worse

Two little girls

Two more of her

Thats two Jezebels

Two fatherless kids

One single mum

No longer young

But the boys still come

Yo, wishin' she could take it back to  the old school

And make better choice's

Oh what a fool

But all by her side

But she wonder man

Only if she was six years younger

Damn
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