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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo Doing it for the family (yeah) It don't really matter if you say you're not a fan of me Telling me that you're miffed and having trouble understanding me Telling me that I'm this and that I'm questioning my sanity Wondering why my attitude's so shabby it's a tragedy Wonder why I always use profanity, randomly Telling me that there ain't no need for me to be so angry I should be a happy chap and put my feet upon a canopy Can it be I'm just another rapper with an attitude Telling me that I need to settle down and show some gratitude Telling me that I ain't the only rapper on the map that's from the manor Matter fact there's been a couple that its happened to And they've made a stack or two, now I've got to battle through And I'm lacking manners when I'm saying a should grab a few I ain't got no worries, I ain't even in a hurry If I thought I couldn't do it I would pick another avenue Haven't you heard, it's not a sprint, it's a marathon? Every now and then you've got to let a bredda tag along Used to wear it like a badge of honor now I think About tomorrow, am I gonna and I gotta sing a sadder song Looking in the mirror, all I see is the dapper don Telling me that I need to leave the leeches and the hangers on Devil is a liar and it's got me running through the fire On my 22 inch tires so I'm cracking on I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it (yeah) I ain't preein' or pursuing it (yeah) Two two man are slewing it (yeah) Don't watch me, who are you in it? (Yeah) I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it (yeah) Won't let them pussy boys ruin it (yeah) They say I love what I do with it (yeah) But what's love got got to do with it? (Wooh) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) I ain't being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn't for the money (wooh) Doing it for the legacy Been had the flavor, look at everybody eating off my recipe 'Cause they know my style is a necessity Now it's getting messy, it's unnecessary that I hang around I think that people should see less of me I ain't saying that I'm ready to accept a lesser fee I'm talking 'bout a hysterectomy I've been birthing all these little breddas and I must admit I got to quit before I split, it's over-stretching me Put the pride aside They told me that's a better vibe when it is applied But I can't decide The enemy can only conquer what he can divide You can deny it if you want they'll have You looking like a plonker if you let it slide You take 'em for a ride, run and hide And like I consider myself a monster Murder coppers in addition, the consequences I'll survive (yeah, yeah) I'll never take a dive So here's a high five And you'll be on your way (yeah) And have a great day What can I say? That would be great and make my day I would appreciate if you just go astray and stay away, okay (yeah, yeah) Or you can blaze a J (yeah) You'll never see the day that Dizzee Rascal fade away (yeah) I'll always have another clever play on the way Clear as day never grey, I will never sway (yeah, yeah) Everybody want a piece of the fillet 'til they gotta pay I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it (yeah) I ain't preein' or pursuing it (yeah) Two two man are slewing it (yeah) Don't watch me, who are you in it? (Yeah) I'm doin' it, I'm doin' it (yeah) Won't let them pussy boys ruin it (yeah) They say I love what I do with it (yeah) But what's love got got to do with it? (Wooh) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) I ain't being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn't for the money (wooh) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) Money, money, money got these breddas Acting like I got these bitches being funny (funny) I ain't being funny I would be another dummy if it wasn't for the money (wooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, wooh
Writer(s): Dylan Mills, Ronald N. La Tour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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