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Dizzee Rascal Maths & 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 |
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