Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Luv U, artist - Dizzee Rascal.
Date of issue: 25.05.2003
Song language: English
I Luv U |
I luv you |
III… I.I.I Luv you |
I luv I Luv I Luv you |
III… I.I.I Luv you |
III… I.I.I Luv you |
I luv I I I I Luv you |
I I I I I Luv you |
III… I.I.I Luv you |
II Luv you I luv you |
I I I I I |
I I LLLuv you u you |
Yo If that girl know’s where you stay thats poor |
some whore banging on your door what for |
pregnant? |
what’re you talking about this for |
fifteen, she’s underage thats raw |
and against law 5 years or more |
and she wants a score and half of a draw |
some kind of friend that you try and ignore |
that whore got you pinned down to the floor |
but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you) |
when thats the one for the birds |
when you said that she forgot other boys |
its over you better start buying the toys |
there was no intention in front of your wife |
that she knows this that she’s ending your life |
its a real shame you got hacked by the whores |
its a real shame that kid probably ain’t yours |
That girl’some bitch ya know |
she keep calling my phone |
she dont leave me alone |
she just moan and groan |
she just keep ringin me at home |
these days I dont answer my phone |
That boy’some prick you kna' |
all up in my hair |
thinks that I care |
keeps following me here |
keeps following me there |
these days I cant go no where |
Aint 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 chatted up oh well! |
I swear thats 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 ima buss doe |
captain rusko with a crossbow |
she came she got picked off yo nah its 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 dont get love though |
dont slap or you might get a ho-hoe |
jambo coming through like rambo |
love ting takes two like tango |
but she ain’t my wifey she can go 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 chantelle |
play chantelle with shennele |
lyrical clientelle but I ain’t a bow cat, I dont like the smell |
I’m gonna go through a shell and 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 dont talk about wifey she’s not mine |
she got batches, 6 in a line, believe me thats not a good sign |