[Intro: Jeanine Jacques]

I love you

I-I-I, I-I-I I love you

I love-I love-I love, I love you

I-I-I-I-I-I, I love you

I-I-I-I-I-I love, I-I love you

I love, I-I-I, I love you

I-I-I-I-I-I love you

I-I-I-I-I-I love you

I-I love you

I love you

I-I-love-, I-I

I-I lov-lov-lov you-you-you

I lov-, love-love you-you-you

[Verse 1: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques]

Yo

If that girl knows where you stay, that's poor

Some whore banging on your door, what for?

Pregnant? What're you talking about? Be sure

Fifteen, she's underage, that's raw

And against law, 5 years or more

Now she wants a score and half of a draw

That's the kind of threat that you can't ignore

That whore got you pinned down to the floor

But it's your own fault, you said three magic words (I love you)

When that's the one for the birds

When you said that she forgot other boys

It's over, you better start buying her toys

There was no intention of her being wife

Now she knows this, she's ending your life

It's a real shame you got had by the whores

It's a shame that kid probably ain't yours

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques]

That girl' some bitch ya know

She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone

She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home

These days I don't answer my phone

That boy some prick, you kna'

All up in my hair, thinks that I care

Keeps following me here, keeps following me there

These days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl?

Nah, it ain't my girl

I swear that's your girl?

'Course it ain't my girl

She got juiced up (Oh well)

She got jacked up (Oh well)

I swear that's your man?

I ain't got no man

You was with that man?

He was just any man

He got hotted up (Oh well)

He got whacked up (Oh well)

[Verse 2: Dizzee Rascal]

Alright, she's a bad girl, I'm a boss though

Captain Roscoe with a crossbow

She came she got picked off yo

Nah it's not a love ting, get lost ho

Dizzee Rascal come down like snow

With freezing cold flows like Moscow (Yo)

Gung ho, get me upset, guns blow

Bitch, no, you're not ready for skid row

Bleed no, Dizzee Rascal deep roll

Big feet, feel the force on my big toe

I got no chaps, no chains, not much dough

Get juiced but you don't get love though

No slap but you might get a co-co (Yo)

Jambo coming through like Rambo

Love ting takes two like tango

But she ain't my wifey, she can go

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques]

That girl' some bitch ya know

She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone

She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home

These days I don't answer my phone

That boy some prick, you kna'

All up in my hair, thinks that I care

Keeps following me here, keeps following me there

These days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl?

Nah, it ain't my girl

I swear that's your girl?

'Course it ain't my girl

She got juiced up (Oh well)

She got jacked up (Oh well)

I swear that's your man?

I ain't got no man

You was with that man?

He was just any man

He got hotted up (Oh well)

He got whacked up (Oh well)

[Verse 3: Dizzee Rascal]

Listen, I like your girl so you better look after your girl

Or I might just take your girl (Uh), and make your girl my girl

Switch your girl with Michelle

Switch Michelle with Chantelle

Play Chantelle with Shanell

Lyrical clientele but I ain't a bocat, I don't like the smell

I'm gonna go through a shell and make a boy feel unwell (Yo)

That girl's from school, that girl's from college (Uh)

That girl gives brains, that girl gives knowledge

That girl gives head, that girl gives shines

That girl gives BJs at all times

She looks decent, she looks fine

But don't talk about wifey she's not mine

She got batteried, 6 in a line (Uh), believe me that's not a good sign

[Chorus: Dizzee Rascal & Jeanine Jacques]

That girl' some bitch ya know

She keep calling my phone, she don't leave me alone

She just moan and groan, she keep ringin' me at home

These days I don't answer my phone

That boy some prick, you kna'

All up in my hair, thinks that I care

Keeps following me here, keeps following me there

These days I can't go nowhere

Ain't that your girl?

Nah, it ain't my girl

I swear that's your girl?

'Course it ain't my girl

She got juiced up (Oh well)

She got jacked up (Oh well)

I swear that's your man?

I ain't got no man

You was with that man?

He was just any man

He got hotted up (Oh well)

He got whacked up (Oh well)

[Outro: Dizzee Rascal]

(I) Uh, Dizzee Rascal (Love you, I-I, love you)

Roll Deep (I love-love-love, I love-love you-you), it's all love, ha ha (I love you, I-you, I-you, love-love)

2000 and slew, get me (I love you, I-I love you-you)

Damn right I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (I-I)

Dem boy nah ready yet, trend they could never set (I-I)

This is the next step, I write the 2-step (I-I)

Niggas better get set, I'll make your girl wet (I-I-I-I-I-I)

I'm articulate, I'm not an idiot (I-I)

Dem boy nah ready yet, trend they could never set (I-I)

This is the next step, I write the 2-step (I-I)

Niggas better get set, I'll make your girl wet (I-I-I I love you-you-you you)