I Luv U

I love you
I, I, I, I love you
I love, I love, I love, I love you
I, I, I, I, I love you
I, I, I, I, I love you
I love, I, I, I, I, I love you

I, I, I, I, I love you
I, I, I, I, I love you
I love you, I love you
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, love, love, you, you, you
I love, love, you, you, you

Yo if that girl knows where you stay, that's poor
Some whore banging on your door, what for?
Pregnant? What're you talking about this for?
Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw
And against law, five years or more
Now she wants a score and a half of a draw
That's the kind of threat that you can't ignore
That whore got you pinned down to the floor

But it's your own fault you said three magic words (I love you)
When that's the one for the birds
When you said that she forgot other boys
It's over, you better start buying the toys
There was no intention in front of your wife
That she knows this, she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got hacked by the whores
It's a shame, that kid probably ain't yours

That girl some bitch ya know, she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone, she just moan and groan
She just keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick you know, all up in my hair
Thinks that I care, keeps following me here
Keeps following me there, these days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl? (Nah it ain't my girl)
I swear that's your girl ('cause it ain't my girl)
She got juiced up (oh well)
She got chatted up (oh well)

I swear that's your man (I ain't 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 I'ma buss doe
Captain Rascal with a crossbow
She came, she got picked off yo
Nah it's 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 don't get love though
Don't slap or you might get a ho-hoe
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love thing takes two like tango
But she ain't my wifey, she can go

That girl some bitch ya know, she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone, she just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick you know, all up in my hair
Thinks that I care, keeps following me here
Keeps following me there, these days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl? (Nah it ain't my girl)
I swear that's your girl ('cause it ain't my girl)
She got juiced up (oh well)
She got chatted up (oh well)

I swear that's your man (I ain't 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)

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 Chantalle
Play Chantalle with Shennele, lyrical clientelle but I ain't a bow cat
I don't like the smell, I'm gonna go through a shell
Wanna 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 don't talk about wifey, she's not mine
She got batches, six in a line, believe me that's not a good sign

That girl some bitch ya know, she keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone, she just moan and groan
She keep ringin' me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
That boy some prick you know, all up in my hair
Thinks that I care, keeps following me here
Keeps following me there, these days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl? (Nah it ain't my girl)
I swear that's your girl ('cause it ain't my girl)
She got juiced up (oh well)
She got chatted up (oh well)

I swear that's your man (I ain't 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)

I love you (Dizzee Rascal)
I, I, I, I love you
I love, love, love, I love you (real deep)
I, I, I, I, I love you (so in love)
I, I, love, love (too fast and them flew, get me)
I, I love you, you

I, I, I, I, I love you (damn right, I'm articulate)
I'm not an idiot, them boy aren't ready yet, tryna make another set
This is the next step, I like the two step
Bit of spit that gets it, I make your girl wet

I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot
Them boy aren't ready yet, tryna make another set
This is the dubstep, I like the two step
Them big ups better get set, I make your girl wet (I love you, you, you, you)