Dirtee Cash (Extended Version|Explicit)

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