Mr Cage - Wot U On lyrics

[Intro: Caramel] 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 couldn't be a chief, money ,money money Love talks to everyone, money talks more I couldn't be a chief I couldn't be a chief [Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal] Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a dappa You're looking at your j**elry thinking you're a dappa Now you're round your way trying say you're 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 You're looking at your air threats thinking you're a don You're in your area with your friends you're a don Ill catch you by yourself make your girl full gone Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a scopse You're looking at your half ounce thinking you're a scopse You're always walking round trying sound like a scopse But make no mistake you're a fake, Dizzee knows Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a G You're looking at your fake watch thinking you're a G I see your Stafford Rex trying to flex like a G Looking for your gat she was sat next to me [Hook: Caramel] You could be a dappa You could be a don But I don't watch your face I don't care where you're from Show me what you're on Wheres your cash, wheres your wong [x2] You could be a scopse you could be a G But pa** anything it don't matter to me Show me what you're on Wheres your cash, wheres your wong [x2] [Verse 2:] Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a diva You're at your dressing table thinking you're a diva But steady trying walk trying talk like a diva But now you just wonder and under achiever Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a devil You're looking for a way to cause harm like a devil You're sitting in your yard talking hard like a devil Cold bit a gold digger looking for a medal Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a swingers You're getting up your gums to da boys like a swingers You're chatting to a brare You don't care you're a swingers Now you're on the floor reading war for beginners Big shout to the girl who thinks its a game You're 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 [Hook: Caramel] [Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal] I heard you gotta a problem with me? Rude boy listen Why you trying 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 ain't the same Rude girl check it You ain't 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 chief Got girls on my case so I couldn't be a chief If its arms we can meet cos I couldn't be a chief I put you in your place cos I couldn't be a chief [Hook: Caramel] [Outro] You could be a dappa I couldn't be a chief [x4]