Na Na Oh na na oh na na yeah yeah N-dubz N-dubz
Its like things first, You'd probably think I'm a with good manners, Well, wrong, I'm the scum of the earth. I'm the worst of the worst and I aint about my verses, I'm speakin' 'bout the way I run around purses. For every meaning theres a purpose, just because I went to school it don't mean that I can't be perfect. For out loud, We's addicted to money like two fingers on wherever there's a vein, And me, yeah were proud, coz life is getting sicker by the day and therefore we'll always stick around. So now you see the size of me, you wouldn't think I'm any harm Think I'll take your wallet nicely, Chat-up your wife to be, middle daddy's girl, I think I need to get me one And your one just right for me So come on you wanna fight me? Might as be polite to me, Unless you wanna with 15 ruffed up through too much breddars that will ride for me, Sit you down and all of your designer garments off you silently, So i suggest go somewhere and try to impress, Coz deep beneath the depths you aint gettin' respect. I mean, last night I had a dream I was rich as hell, But the sick was, I was acting like a bitch as well. Isn't it funny how can make a lot of people change? You think you're my Blud, I'm tellin' you you aint.
You not waste my time I've got things on my mind I need to leave jerks like you Coz all you ever do is just me down So you let me be? Or make you disappear When you hear the word money thats the only time you interfere I thought that you was (nah nah) But I guess I'm wrong, why you care? (yeah yeah)
I remember upon a time, I was just 13, So and giving, Everyone would act like they me, Then all the bitchin' and began, like I didnt have any friends, So much hate, and deceit, by all that jealousy. Now do you really think that I'm the same girl I used to be? Do you really I will back down from you hoes if you try to bring it to me? Now I know hating, Coz man keeps watching, But I dont want him, So tell him clocking, The more you I get closer to my goal, Youll wake up nothing at 20 years old.
You better not waste my I've got things on my mind I to leave jerks like you behind Coz all you do is just bring me down So you let me be? Or I'll you disappear When you the word money thats the only time you ever interfere I thought that you was (nah nah) But I guess I'm wrong, why would you (yeah yeah)
I them days when I didnt have no rhymes, my verse in the class til it was home-time, I never to pay attention in school, Was penny up the wall or in detention with fools, Thats why most the teachers used to me, They used to say I wouldnt make in my just to see me get rowdy, So I could switch in the For an to kick me out, Then why Im bunking all my lessons in the bathroom, Now I'm hungry working hard, for this super stardom life, kinda hard for me to try and make it right, And its hard to decide, whether I should leave behind all my peeps in life, To forward and seek what I find. This is lethal. Like a baby being born addicted to the needle, So evil in people. said it first so I guess that im the sequel, So just because I'm black it dont mean I can't be equal. For out louder, Were addicted to mics like two nostrils sniffing up wherever theres powder, And believe me were prouder, Coz lifes been sick from day and therefore only get harder, I love my Nike airs but now I'm moving on to and Prada, to looking rugged but the tucks looks smarter, And no you dont me, and no you aint my co-d, So theres nothing on these streets that you ever try and show me
You better not waste my I've got things on my mind I need to leave jerks like you Coz all you do is just bring me down So you let me be? Or I'll make you When you hear the word money thats the time you ever interfere I that you was there (nah nah) But I I'm wrong, why would you care? (yeah yeah) (X3)
Its N-dubz what? Its N-dubz Two and sexy Haha! No for wastin' This for all them backstabbers Who weren't around when we had But always seem to when they hear the word money What? You wanna fiver? Get the outta here son! off! Get out! Hahahaha! Yeah D A P's to the Y Tulisa and shack, fat jack The gang Maiz, ash, three C, 3D J-B's yeah One, uh We out