Da Feelin' Songtext
von Dizzee Rascal

Da Feelin' Songtext

intro:

you know its that time cuz .what time is it man?.summer time man.
Yo I love this time of year man, I love it haha.
the girls are out, they're wearing a lot less.no time like summertime bluud. Its all nice man, its all lovely, time to live it up man, yeah yeah.

Verse 1:


summer in the city, such a very special time, if you put aside the traffic, air pollution and the grime. your be pleased to be reminded that the girls are looking fine and apart from money thats the only thing thats on my mind. short skirts, belly tops, fake tan, string vests, with da bra underneath so the mans gettin hard off of half of a glimpse. I got plans to be scooping up a couple buff tings if I can. if I can't then i'm still live, I go n check my little yappy by da seaside cos I no shes live plus shes a dealer, she gives me hospitality, she treats me right, that's wot I need ryt!? N if not, then i'm on a little mission to los angles to check my beverly hill honey to see I she can handle this, pimpin aint no easy thing n some of deze chicks are scandelous but im a player and I say I gotta be the man for this I love you.

Talking...

Verse 2:

I dont believe in fate, life is what you make it, make it great. i'm tryna elevate concentrate on gettin' my papers straight. survive the great escape, from the ends I use to congregate until I could no longer wait I had to find the bruvas, otherwise I would of been worthless making fast on the esate, ignorant to what the earth is offering when I should take, every chance n every oppurtunity 2 try n make, every second n every breathe of life something to celebrate. so I been around the world now close to the ocassional boast. different folks, different strokes, black, white n asian all these ladies look incredible still got me gazin ridin jet skies, on power boats feel so amazing. Club poppin in ibiza I got pull up ryt outside the entrance in the hummer people glare then they stop, stare and wonder who I am n who im not, I jus take it in my stride but I aint never felt dis hot and I love you.

Talkin...
Change of beat.
Outro...

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