Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I luv you
I-I-I, I, I, I, I luv you
I luv, I luv, I luv, I luv you
I, I, I-I-I-I, I luv you
I-I-I, I, I, I luv, I luv you
[Verse 2]
I luv, I, I, I, I luv you
I, I, I-I-I-I, I luv you
I-I-I, I, I, I, I luv you
I, I luv you, I luv you
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, L-L-Luv you, you, you
I luv, luv, luv you, you, you, you
[Verse 3]
Yo, if that girl knows where you stay, that's poor
Some whore banging on your door, what for?
Pregnant, what you talking 'bout, be sure
Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw
And against law, 5 years or more
And 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 luv you)
When that 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 of her being wife
Now she knows this, she's ending your life
It's a real shame you got had by the whores
It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours
[Verse 4]
That girl some bitch, you know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringing me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
Ain't that your girl
Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl
Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up
Oh, well
She got jacked 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
[Verse 7]
Alright, she's a bad girl, I'm a boss, though
It's Captain Roscoe with a crossbow
She came, she got picked off, yo
Nah, it's not a love ting, get lost, ho
Dizzy Rascal come down like snow
With freezing cold flows like Moscow
Dumb ho, get me upset, guns blow
Bitch, no, you're not ready for skid row
Bleak though, Dizzee Rascal Deep Roll
Big feet for the force on my big toe
I got no chaps, no chain, not much dough
Get juiced but you don't get love though
No slap but you might get a co-co
Jambo coming through like Rambo
Love ting takes two like tango
But she ain't no wifey, she can go
[Verse 8]
That girl some bitch, you know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringing me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
[Verse 9]
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
[Verse 10]
Ain't that your girl
Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl
Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up
Oh, well
She got jacked 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
[Verse 11]
Listen, I like your girl so you better look after your girl
Or I might take your girl and make your girl my girl
Switch your girl with Michelle
Switch Michelle with Chantelle
Play Chantelle with Shanell
Lyrical clientele, but I ain't a bow cat, I don't like the smell
I'm a ghost in the shell when I make a boy feel unwell
That girl from school, that girl from college
That girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge
That girl gives head, that girl gives shines
That girl gives BJs at all times
She looks decent, she looks fine
But don't talk about wifey, she's not mine
She got batteried, six in a line, believe that's not a good sign
[Verse 12]
That girl some bitch, you know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan and groan
She keep ringing me at home
These days I don't answer my phone
[Verse 13]
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
[Verse 14]
Ain't that your girl
Nah, it ain't my girl
I swear that's your girl
Course it ain't my girl
She got juiced up
Oh, well
She got jacked 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
[Verse 15]
Uh, Dizzee Rascal
Roll Deep
It's all love
Two-thousand and slew, get me
[Verse 16]
Damn right I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot
Dem boy not ready yet, trend they could never set
This is the next step, I write the two-step
**** better get set, I'll make your girl wet
I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot
Dem boy not ready yet, trend they could never set
This is the next step, I write the two-step
**** better get set, I'll make your girl wet
[Verse 17]
I luv you-you-you, you
Written by: Dylan Mills
