Dirtee Cash

歌詞

Dirtee cash (4x) [Chorus:] Money talks (listen) Money talks (get money) Dirty cash I want you Dirty cash I need you more (2x) (Let's go) 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 cos their life is a movie, Starring Louis V, paid for by yours truly, Truthfully, its a joke, like a bad episode of hollyoaks, Can't keep up with the cover notes, So they got bad credit livin' on direct debit, In debt but they still don't get Cos they too busy livin' the high life, the night life Huggin' the high way, livin' large And they all say [Repeat Chorus:] Let me take you down to London city Where the attitudes bad and the weather is shitty Everybody's on the paper chase, its one big rat race Everybody got a screw face So many too fake Checking the height, they say they ready to ride Im on the inside looking at the outside So its a accurate reflection City wide north east west and the south side Everywhere I go there's a girl on the corner Guns and drugs got the city like a sauna, And its getting warmer and out of order Trying to put a struggling mother to a morner Mr politician can you tell me the solution Whats the answer whats the conclusion Is it an illusion. Is it a mirage. I see youngers dieing coz their tryna live large?? And they all say [Bridge:] I've no excuse I just want you to use me Take me and abuse me I've got no taboos I make a drink with you. Do anything u want me to [Repeat Chorus:] We are livin in the days of the credit crunch Give me the doh Im trying have a bunch But I cant have rice for lunch its not there aint enough to share Ain't fair never dreamed that he could be rare Who cares who dares to make a change Everybody in the club trying to make it rain But not for famine just for the sake of habit 15 minutes of fame and everything's the same Again and again I see the same thing Everybody acting like they their plane sailin' I see rough seas ahead maybe a recession And then a depression in whatever profession This is my confession I cant fight im in the forefront Living for money ready to start like a bungee jump With no rope but I ain't trying to see the bottom