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]