Dizzee Rascal - Wot U On [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Caramel]
Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I couldn't be a chief, money ,money money
Love talks to everyone, money talks more
I couldn't be a chief I couldn't be a chief

[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal]
Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a dappa
You're looking at your jewelry thinking you're a dappa
Now you're round your way trying say you're a dappa
I'll stop you in your midst with a blitz von clapper

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a don
You're looking at your air threats thinking you're a don
You're in your area with your friends you're a don
Ill catch you by yourself make your girl full gone

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a scopse
You're looking at your half ounce thinking you're a scopse
You're always walking round trying sound like a scopse
But make no mistake you're a fake, Dizzee knows

Big shout to the boy who thinks he's a G
You're looking at your fake watch thinking you're a G
I see your Stafford Rex trying to flex like a G
Looking for your gat she was sat next to me

[Hook: Caramel]
You could be a dappa
You could be a don
But I don't watch your face
I don't care where you're from
Show me what you're on
Wheres your cash, wheres your wong [x2]
You could be a scopse you could be a G
But pass anything it don't matter to me
Show me what you're on
Wheres your cash, wheres your wong [x2]

[Verse 2:]
Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a diva
You're at your dressing table thinking you're a diva
But steady trying walk trying talk like a diva
But now you just wonder and under achiever

Big shout to the girl who thinks shes a devil
You're looking for a way to cause harm like a devil
You're sitting in your yard talking hard like a devil
Cold bit a gold digger looking for a medal

Big shout to the girl who thinks she's a swingers
You're getting up your gums to da boys like a swingers
You're chatting to a brare You don't care you're a swingers
Now you're on the floor reading war for beginners

Big shout to the girl who thinks its a game
You're always chatting air musta been like a game
You chat the dizzy man rude like a game
Don't make me have to skitz keep Your lips from my name

[Hook: Caramel]

[Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal]
I heard you gotta a problem with me?
Rude boy listen
Why you trying make enemies?
Rude boy listen
Go and get your street family
Rude boy listen
Ill be waiting patiently
Rude boy listen

Got stop chattin' my name
Rude girl check it
Any little way of getting fame
Rude girl check it
Me and your man ain't the same
Rude girl check it
You ain't got no shame
Rude girl check it

I love girls and
Money money money
I got watched faced, I watched
Money money money
I worked real hard for the
Money money money
And in the paper chase for the
Money money money

I'm from the streets of
I couldn't be a chief
Got girls on my case so
I couldn't be a chief
If its arms we can meet cos
I couldn't be a chief
I put you in your place cos
I couldn't be a chief

[Hook: Caramel]

[Outro]
You could be a dappa I couldn't be a chief [x4]