Footsie - U Can't Tell Me Nuffin' lyrics

[Hook] Cause I've been through madness 'Nuff madness You can't tell me nothing And I've done pure badness 'Nuff badness You can't tell me nothing And I've had a lot of drama 'Nuff drama You can't tell me nothing Just look in my eyes, it's all too clear But it don't matter, cause I'm still here [ Verse 1 ] D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the LDN I don't wanna hear no talk about streets and all that thug from way back when Been a bad boy, I'll destroy your joy, gotta toy that'll put that sh** to a end That and I walk the walk cause I talk the talk, you got a problem, step to me then Otherwise don't pretend, stop, breathe, count to ten Keep on chatting or get the leng I stand up tall, I don't bend So if you got a crew, go get your men We can meet up, say where and when I'll be on time like Big Ben Couldn't ever take me for a speng And I ain't saying it again [Hook] [ Verse 2 ] I like to move it, move it You want beef prove it You got a problem, don't excuse it You got a 9mm, it's your prerogative, use it You got a temper, lose it If not just bounce to the music That's a better choice anyway, choose it Cause you know that you can't refuse it Watch the beat, how I bruise it Wild out and nod your head, stupid I ain't cupid, no love lost I get paid in the end whatever the cost I'm the boss, still work with me Don't stand looking pretty like Kate Moss Put your hands up like you couldn't give a toss Either way you know I'm gonna get my point across [Hook] Get me? I'm still f**ing here I don't give a sh** I don't answer to none of you p**yholes I live my f**ing life, yeah I live my f**ing life f** you (Oi rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?) These p**yholes don't want no war They are just acting, I've seen it before They are just acting, I've seen it before (Rudeboy, what's all the hyping for?) These p**yholes don't want no war They are just acting, I've seen it before They are just acting, I've seen it before [ Verse 3 ] Finally, f** who's listening The world don't owe me sh** and the feeling's mutual I just wanna be neutral but I ain't no prick So no, I don't smile when I see you, grin when I greet you If it weren't business I'd beat you And I'd rather be a a**hole than a p**yhole You're a b**h and I see through So f** you and f** your ego Cause I really was a poor little negro Don't need no chain or a throwback I'm really from the streets and you know that But I really would rather be touring Cause most players on the roads ain't scoring But now it's Maths & English, I'm focused And it's Dirtee Stank, so take notice [Hook] You can't tell me nothing! You can't tell me nothing!