Dirtee Cash Dizzee Rascal
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[Chorus: Melody Washington (Dizzee Rascal)]
Money talks (Listen), mmm-hmm-hmm
Money talks (Get money)
Dirty cash, I want you
Dirty cash, I need you, whoa-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Money talks (It don't stop), mmm-hmm-hmm (Yeah)
Money talks (It don't stop)
Dirty cash, I want you
Dirty cash, I need you, whoa-oh (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless tryna 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 'cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can't keep up with the cover notes
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit
In debt but they still don't get it
'Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life
Huggin’ the highway, livin' large, and they all say
Money talks (Listen), mmm-hmm-hmm
Money talks (Get money)
Dirty cash, I want you
Dirty cash, I need you, whoa-oh (Yeah, yeah)
Money talks (It don't stop), mmm-hmm-hmm (Yeah)
Money talks (It don't stop)
Dirty cash, I want you
Dirty cash, I need you, whoa-oh (Let's go)
[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
Everybody wants to be famous
Nobody wants to be nameless, aimless
People act shameless tryna 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 'cause their life is a movie
Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly
Truthfully, it's a joke, like a bad episode of Hollyoaks
Can't keep up with the cover notes
So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit
In debt but they still don't get it
'Cause they too busy livin' the high life, the night life
Huggin’ the highway, livin' large, and they all say
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