It's All Love (Remix)

[Intro: Talay Riley] Never gonna quit it, better than you done it I'mma did it, ready to roll, it's all love I'm a wizard, on this fly shit Call me Qudditch, I'm on the ball [Verse 1: Kano] Yo, man-ah ri-bad man, Jean-Claude the beat Man-ah refund dem, yeah you already know that Scene went dance for a minute, but the flows back Gyal dem they love it real hard, don’t hold back Break her in half, snap her back like them old hats Furthermore snap her back like Kodak Jheeze, don't wear the Gucci but I'm gettin dem G's And no I ain't a killer but I'm killin MCs Yeah I'm on that villain shit And I know a nigga don’t sniff Charlie Sheen but I be on that winnin' shit And when them fuckers try duplicate this flow I'll rustle up a new suttum I'll be on my Simmons shit [Hook: Talay Riley] Never gonna quit it, better than you done it I'mma did it, ready to roll, it's all love I'm a wizard, on this fly shit Call me Qudditch, I'm on the ball And I'm a badman on dis ting, ya know Badman on dis ting, ya know B-B-Badman on dis ting, ya know Oh oh, oh oh B-Badman on dis ting, ya know Badman on dis ting, ya know B-B-B-Badman on dis ting, ya know Oh oh, oh oh [Verse 2: Bashy] Really I'm truly my doosie, I said my life's like a movie I've been all over the Atlas, don't even rest on the Sabbath Hotels with carpets and cameras, romance, some drama and action Even when I ain't on set I'm surrounded by actors But I don't mess with them pussies, I guess that makes me a wanker I don't mess with those dicks cos that would make me a faggot Crazy sex with some chicks, exotic ting on my mattress Talk my Santander account finances with my accountant No deal, spunked 30 on the whip, cuzzy can you? S-Tronic now, I'm too lazy for a manual Red interior, lookin' at Ragu Symbol on the steering wheel, lookin' at bangles Paperboy and gyalis, no time to write about dudes But if you think I said a line about you, it's about you I don't fear any talk, I don't fear any court, bruv I'll Rafael Nadal you In the club and we're scoopin up the dirt like a vacuum Nigga dans Paris, merci beaucoup Nuff flake here, no curries or shampoos It's big steaks in here, yeah we're eating in Cairo And you rappers who pay for views, tut tut tut, shame on yous Haters, I ain't got no hate for you See life from a position of money, call it pay per view [Hook] [Verse 3: Wretch 32] I promise that it's all L-O-V-E Met her in the hood, still took her through the city She didn't know a small plate of food would cost a pinky Tryna give her faith, now she thinkin' that I'm Diddy I'm just tryna show you what the other side's like I don't wear suit, but I got ties When I couldn't reach my ceiling that's when I saw the light And even what I divide looks like it's multiplied Times times times, I don't really spend it Bet you weren't offended, when I was offendin' Used to have a bounce, but now I get the checks in Pussy bring your clit and I'mma fuck you at the entrance My baby boy can probably buy a baby Range My little girl rocking Fendi sipping SMA I got spices of girls I'mma turn 'em all posh, I’m just tryna live the Beckham way [Hook] [Verse 4: Scorcher] Ever since Top Boy they call me Kamale And I ain’t done no acting classes It’s all love so I’m pouring shots in glasses Getting numbers off a-every fly gyal that passes Winner flow, bring the verse back I’m killing this riddim so where's the hearse at When I’m in the spot you know where the girls at Tell a hater do me a favour, take your girl back It’s all love so I’m getting feel-ups I’m rubbing it in, gettin' my cream up Dirty money but a nigga's tryna clean up You ain’t big enough to get a feature, please bruv Fans all over the globe, that’s what the tour does Beehive, all you other brothers got a small buzz So when niggas hate anything that Scorch does Tell 'em I’m getting paid so it’s all love [Hook]