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Dizzee Rascal - Dirtee Cash Dizzee Rascal - Dirtee Cash |
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Money talks (listen)
Money talks (get money)
Dirty cash I want you
Dirty cash I need you woah-oh
(2x)
(Let's go)
Everybody wants to be famous,
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless,
People act shameless
Tryin'a live like entertainers,
Want a fat crib with the acres,
So they spend money that they ain't made yet,
Got a benz on tik that they ain't paid yet,
Spend their pay cheque
In the west end on the weekend
Got no money by the end of the weekend.
But they don't care cos their life is a movie,
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly,
Truthfully, its a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks,
Can't keep up with the cover girls,
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit,
In debt when they still don't get it,
Cos they too busy livin' the high life, the night life
Lovin' the high when livin' it large
And they all say
Money talks (listen)
Money talks (get money)
Dirty cash I want you
Dirty cash I need you woah-oh
(2x)
Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitudes bad and the weather is shitty
Everyone's on the paper chase its one big rat race
Everybody got a screw face
So many too fake
Checking the height I'm ready to ride
I'm on the inside looking at the outside
So its a accurate reflection
City-wide north east west and the south side
Everywhere I go there's a goon on the corner
Guns and drugs the city like a sauna
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And its getting warmer and out of order
Trying to put a struggling mother to a morner
Mr politician can you tell me the solution
Whats the answer whats the conclusion
Is it an illusion?
Is it an young are dying 'cause their trying to live large
And they all say
I've got no excuse
You just wanna use me
Take me and abuse me
I've got no taboos (I've got none)
I have a drink with you
Do anything u want me to
Money talks (listen)
Money talks (get money)
Dirty cash I want you
Dirty cash I need you more
(2x)
We are livin' in the days of the credit crunch
Give me the dough
I'm trying have a bunch
But I can't have rice for lunch
It's not there and its not for share
Ain't fair I never dreamed that it could be rare
Who cares who dares to make a change
Everybody's in the club trying to make it rain
But not for famine just for the sake of habit
15 minutes of fame and everywhere's the same
Again and again I see the same thing
Everybody acting like they're plain sailing
I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession
And then a depression in whatever profession
Is it my confession I can't talk I'm in the forefront
Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump
With no rope but I ain't trying to see the bottom
That's were I came from and I ain't forgotten
Money talks (listen)
Money talks (get money)
Dirty cash I want you
Dirty cash I need you woah-oh
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