I Luv U

Lyrics

[Intro: Jeanine Jacques] I love you I-I-I, I-I-I I love you I love-I love-I love, I love you I-I-I-I-I-I, I love you I-I-I-I-I-I love, I-I love you I love, I-I-I, I love you I-I-I-I-I-I love you I-I-I-I-I-I love you I-I love you I love you I-I-love-, I-I I-I lov-lov-lov you-you-you I lov-, love-love you-you-you [Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques] Yo If that girl knows where you stay, that's poor Some whore banging on your door, what for? Pregnant? What're you talking about? Be sure Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw And against law, 5 years or more Now she wants a score and half of a draw That's the kind of threat that you can't ignore That whore got you pinned down to the floor But it's your own fault, you said three magic words (I love you) When that's the one for the birds When you said that she forgot other boys It's over, you better start buying her toys There was no intention of her being wife Now she knows this, she's ending your life It's a real shame you got had by the whores It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours [Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques] That girl' some bitch ya know She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home These days I don't 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 can't go nowhere Ain't 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 jacked up (Oh well) I swear that's 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) [Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal] Alright, she's a bad girl, I'm a boss though Captain Roscoe with a crossbow She came she got picked off yo Nah it's not a love ting, get lost ho Dizzee Rascal come down like snow With freezing cold flows like Moscow (Yo) Gung ho, get me upset, guns blow Bitch, no, you're not ready for skid row Bleed no, Dizzee Rascal deep roll Big feet, feel the force on my big toe I got no chaps, no chains, not much dough Get juiced but you don't get love though No slap but you might get a co-co (Yo) Jambo coming through like Rambo Love ting takes two like tango But she ain't my wifey, she can go [Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques] That girl' some bitch ya know She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home These days I don't 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 can't go nowhere Ain't 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 jacked up (Oh well) I swear that's 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) [Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal] Listen, I like your girl so you better look after your girl Or I might just take your girl (Uh), and make your girl my girl Switch your girl with Michelle Switch Michelle with Chantelle Play Chantelle with Shanell Lyrical clientele but I ain't a bocat, I don't like the smell I'm gonna go through a shell and make a boy feel unwell (Yo) That girl's from school, that girl's from college (Uh) That girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge That girl gives head, that girl gives shines That girl gives BJs at all times She looks decent, she looks fine But don't talk about wifey she's not mine She got batteried, 6 in a line (Uh), believe me that's not a good sign [Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques] That girl' some bitch ya know She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home These days I don't 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 can't go nowhere Ain't 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 jacked up (Oh well) I swear that's 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) [Outro: Dizzee Rascal] (I) Uh, Dizzee Rascal (Love you, I-I, love you) Roll Deep (I love-love-love, I love-love you-you), it's all love, ha ha (I love you, I-you, I-you, love-love) 2000 and slew, get me (I love you, I-I love you-you) Damn right I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (I-I) Dem boy nah ready yet, trend they could never set (I-I) This is the next step, I write the 2-step (I-I) Niggas better get set, I'll make your girl wet (I-I-I-I-I-I) I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (I-I) Dem boy nah ready yet, trend they could never set (I-I) This is the next step, I write the 2-step (I-I) Niggas better get set, I'll make your girl wet (I-I-I I love you-you-you you)