Dizzee Rascal — Money, Money

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Money, money, money, girls
Money, money, money, girls
Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash

Dizzee, Diz, I keep the money coming in
850 pound jeans covering my shin
‘Cause my legs are skinny but my wallet ain’t thin
Everytime I bust a smile it’s a big money grin

And I can’t stop grinning ’cause I don’t stop winning
Everybody wanna bring it like they knew me from beginning
Change my number every week, my phone don’t stop dingin’

Gotta change my home address, my bell don’t stop ringin’
And I can’t stop sinnin’, so I pray on the women
Take ’em to the player pad for some late night swimmin’
Then we do the wild thing ’cause we finished skinny dippin’

Then I pray in the mornin’ that my willy ain’t stingin’
Now she says she got a man but her heart ain’t in him
If he ever tries a ting then I’m gonna have to chin him
Yeah, my attitude’s mingin’ but I don’t really give a friggin’ rasclar
‘Cause I been a rude boy, that’s how I’m livin’

Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(I like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(You like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(We like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash

no rims on my car, no 22s
But I had a mortgage way before I turned 22
Anywho, really ain’t concerned wi’ who I tell it to
Got an attitude similar to a smelly shoe

If I laid my trainers out
I bet they stretch to Timbuktu
I got so many fitted hats
I don’t know what the fuck to do

See me on the telly with Jeremy Paxman on the news
Gotta raise my profile and my money
Don’t get it confused
I will never lose
Standardly, I’ll always get my dues

You ain’t never gonna catch me sleeping
I will never snooze
But you still might catch me kickin’ back
On a luxury cruise
With a freaky model
Blowin’ me like a didgeridoo

It’s just the shit that we do
On a regular
I’m tellin’ ya
Try play me for my money
And I’ll put a shell in ya

Now people say I’m ignorant
They think I’m too flash
All I know is money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash!
So I say

Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(I like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(You like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
(We like) money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Alright

Bu-, my Gucci
Bu-bu-, my Gucci shoes
Bu-, my Gucci
Bu-bu-bu-, my Gucci shoes
Bu-, my Gucci (Gucci shoes, babe)
Bu-bu-bu-, my Gucci shoes
Bu-bu-, my Gucci shoes

Make love to my…
(Go) I can take her but you know I got the game plan
Dealin’ meals on Dizzee Rascal, it’s all the same man
Still a name brand, I’m the A part, I’m no chain gang

Call me Louis Hamilton, I got my own lane, man
Speedin’ down the motorway, my cars still haven’t been towed away
Traffic wardens take my autograph and then they go away
I think I might quit music, should I disappear with no delay
And open up a shop with all the clothes that I’d just throw away?

You know I stay blood to the bone
Pockets really blow, tippin’ no control
I’m like their favourite handbag
Girls don’t wanna leave me alone

Plus I’m pussy pro, always on the boner
Always in the zone
Love ’em and I leave ’em, put them in the taxi home
That’s what time it is, this ain’t no Rolex, it’s a Breitling

Won’t tell you what I pay for it because it’s frightenin’
I fly first class, eat à la carte
‘Cause I play my part
Modern day superstar on a high ting

Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Alright