Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da Feelin', artist - Dizzee Rascal. Album song Maths + English, in the genre Date of issue: 03.06.2007
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Da Feelin' |
| You know it’s that time, cuz |
| What time is it, man? |
| Summertime, man |
| Yo, I love this time of year, man |
| I love it Ha-ha! |
| The girls are out, they’re wearing a lot less |
| No time like summertime, blood |
| It’s all nice, man |
| It’s all lovely |
| Time to live it up, man |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Summer in the city such a very special time |
| If you put aside the traffic, air-pollution and the grime |
| You’ll be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine |
| And apart from money that’s the only thing that’s on my mind |
| Short skirts, belly-tops, fake tans |
| String-vests with the bra underneath for the mans |
| Getting hard off of half of a glimpse, I got plans |
| To be scooping up a couple of buff tings if I can |
| If I can’t then I’m still live |
| I’ll go and check my little yatty by the seaside |
| Cause I know she’s live, plus she’s a delight |
| She gives me hospitality, she treats me right |
| That’s what I need, right? |
| And if not, I’m on a little mission to Los Angeles |
| To check my Beverly Hill honey to see if she can handle this |
| Pimping ain’t no easy thing and some of these chicks are scandalous |
| But I’m a player and I say I gotta be the man for this |
| I love it! |
| You won’t believe some of the shit I’ve seen, man |
| Trust me Yo, I ain’t even gonna go through it But differently I wanna send out a shout out to all my people out there, yeah |
| Big shout to the man dem, the ladies |
| You know you gotta put in your grind if you wanna get what you really |
| want out of life |
| Trust me, you only get one run |
| I don’t believe in fate |
| Life is what you make it, make it great |
| I’m trying to elevate, concentrate on getting my paper straight |
| Survive the great escape, from the ends I used to congregate |
| Until I could no longer wait, I had to find a purpose |
| Otherwise I would’ve been worthless, making fuss on the estate |
| Ignorant to what the earth is offering when I should take |
| Every chance and every opportunity to try and make |
| Every second and every breath of life something to celebrate |
| So I’ve been around the world now, rose to the occasion |
| Boast different folks, different strokes, black, white and Asian |
| All these ladies look incredible, still got me gazing |
| Riding jet-skis and powerboats, feel so amazing |
| Club-hopping in Ibiza, I’ve got Pacha on lock |
| Pull up right outside the entrance in a Hummer, people clock |
| Then they stop, stare and wonder who I am and who I’m not |
| I just take it in my stride, but I ain’t never felt this hot |
| And I love it, love it It’s all good man, ya get me? |
| Yo, you know you gonna catch me out Ibiza again, yeah |
| I gotta go there again |
| Get the Hummer out |
| We’re driving down the streets knocking down motorbikes, it’s nothing |
| Turn up at the club |
| Girls everywhere |
| It’s all vibes though, man |
| Yo, big shout to my man like Paddy, yeah |
| Hang tight Shy FX — you done know! |
| Big up Cajun |
| Yeah man, I gotta big up the man like Scope |
| Big shout to T-Power, yeah |
| Hang tight Alexis, yeah |
| Yo, Dirtee Skank’s the label, man |
| Maths &English, live by it London city stand up It’s a UK thing, what |