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点击复制Dirtee Cash (Extended Version|Explicit) - Dizzee Rascal
Lyrics by：D. Mills
Composed by：Nick Detnon
Produced by：Dizzee Rascal/Cage/Hal Ritson/Richard Adlam
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Dirty cash
Money talks listen mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
Get money
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
Money talks
You don't stop mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
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 girls
So they got bad credit livin' on day rate
Livin' in debt when they still don't get
'Cause they too busy livin' the high life the night life
Lovin' the high when livin' it large
And they all say
Money talks mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
If I know
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
Money talks mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
For we though
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitude's bad and the weather is ****ty
Everybody's on a paper chase
It's one big rat race
Everybodys got a screw face
So many 2 face
Checkin' their high just like their ready to ride
I'm on the inside looking at the outside
So it's an accurate reflection
City wide north east west and the southside
Everywhere I go there's a goon on the corner
Guns and d**gs 'cause the citys like a sauna
And it's getting warmer and out of order
Tryna put a struggling mother to a morner
Mr polititian can you tell me the solution
What's the answer what's the conclusion
Is it an illusion is it I'm a thug
I see younger die because they tryna live large
And they all say all say all say
I've no excuse I just want you to use me
Take me and abuse me
I got no taboos I'll make a trade with you
Was want your
Do anything you wa-ant me to
Money talks mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
Listen
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
Money talks yeah yeah mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
You don't stop
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you woh-oh
Yo we're living in the days of the credit crunch
Give me the dough I'm trying to have a bunch
But I can't have raps for lunch
It's nothing enough to share it ain't fair
I never dreamed that it could be rare
Who cares who's there to make a change
Everyone's in the club tryna to make it rain
But not for fun here just for the sake of habit
Fifteen minutes of fame and everywhere's the same
Again and again I see the same thing
Everybody acting like they're playin' Zenden
But I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession
And then the depression then whatever profession
This is my confession I can't f**** I'm in the forefront
Livin' for my new record to start like a bungee jump
With no rope but I ain't tryna see the bottom
Because that is where I came from I ain't forgotten
Money talks mmm-hmm-hmm money talks
Sing it to her
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you whoa
Money talks yeah yeah money talks for real
Dirty cash I want you dirty cash I need you whoa