Inside Stormzy’s Star-Studded ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ Music Video & Lyrics
23 September 2022, 11:05 | Updated: 23 September 2022, 11:09
Stormzy has returned with a new single and has dropped a cameo-packed music video to go with it, featuring the likes of some huge names from Usain Bolt and Dave to Headie One and Louis Theroux.
Stormzy has sent the internet into meltdown after releasing a surprise new single called ‘Mel Made Me Do It’.
It’s not just the song that sent fans into a frenzy after he dropped an equally impressive music video, which featured a whole array of cameos from some huge stars.
From fellow rappers Dave, Headie One and Little Simz to TV personalities Louis Theroux and Jonathan Ross - Stormzy provided it all in his new track.
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The new single is thought to be part of the ‘Vossi Bop’ artist’s upcoming third album, which he teased back and March and said would be expected to drop before the end of the year.
Here’s a look inside the lyrics to ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ and which stars appeared in the music video…
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All the stars who appear in Stormzy’s ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ music video
A star-studded line-up of stars appeared in Stormzy’s new music video, from artists to TV hosts to football legends and actors.
The rapper has even been praised for the touching monologue narration by screenwriter and actress Michaela Coel as well as the sweet tribute paid to Jamal Edwards, MBE, MBA, PHD, who passed away in February.
Here’s a list of some of the stars who appeared in ‘Mel Made Me Do It’:
- Dave
- Little Simz
- Headie One
- Louis Theroux
- Zeze Millz
- Jonathan Ross
- Usain Bolt
- Gabrielle
- Malorie Blackman
- Brenda Edwards
- Dina Asher-Smith
- Nella Rose
- Rachael Anson
- José Mourinho
- Stylo G
- Melissa’s Wardrobe
- Ian Wright
- JME
- Julie Adenuga
Why Stormzy’s song is called ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ and inside the lyrics
The title of Stormzy’s new track ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ gives a nod to the rapper’s close friend and personal stylist who goes by the name of Melissa’s Wardrobe and often has people trending the hashtag #MelMadeMeDoIt when people purchase an item she has styled/worn.
Meanwhile, the lyrics of ‘Mel Made Me Do It’ takes us through Stormzy’s comeback to music as he details and subtly shows off his legacy thus far while allowing a moment to praise himself for his legendary status.
Here’s a look at the full lyrics:
[Intro: Stormzy & Abigail Owuo]
(I'm not going economy, no way)
Jheeze, ay, hahahahaha
Ay, mummy
(I'm claiming it, man)
Claim it, Amen
(I'm claiming it)
Claim it, haha
(I said, "I'm not going econ-, on uhm, economy")
Yeah, right, why
(Stormzy is my son)
Brap, brap
[Verse]
I've been the goat for so long I guess it's not exciting when I win
Boohoo, someone grab the violins
Every time I try a ting, top bins like Haile when he sings
So of course, they don't like me, I'm the king
Aight, tell me why oh why would I reply to him?
I leave him hanging like Kyrie on the rim, hm
Where do I begin? I wear the 5990 in the gym
I got a thing for shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like a young black Biden with a trim (Woo)
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Taking pictures with my cameraman, I'm shining in my skin
For eight-figures I'm Aubameyang, I go and sign the ting
Aight, I never wonder about who I could've been, 'cah I'm here
Rose Gold frosted or ceramic
Told bro spin it so he span it
We are not the same, big Mike's from a whole different—
Top bins, what a set piece, fling it in the net
Could've Jet Li kick him 'till he bled
And I'm rent-free living in their head
What's that quote? Ooh, kill them with success
Talking smoke, please, give it all a—
Still dripping in finesse (God damn!)
Man I got figures and flows I'm a different kind of F
Got a Lambo and a Rolls, that's a different kind of cheque
And I said I was the G.O.A.T, they didn't listen when I—, ay
Any time I do a big fletch, just ignore me
N***** wanna hear my side of the story
N***** wanna hear a n***** chat like it's Maury
F*** that, you n***** better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store 'cah I'm so pattern
To be fair we don't go Hatton
We don't tell lies
I think the kids call it no cappin'
The boys rough but the flows satin
I J Hus'tle and I'm MoStack'ing, they wanna' catch me on the roads lacking
You better pray that it don't happen (N*****)
And I don't sell drugs, still I'm dope rappin'
Have your whole pattern Stiff Chocolate with the book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Getting told I'm not a real spitter by some broke-a*** bill splitter
Listen, n****, you got bigger fish to fry, like
If I ever see your girlfriend in Dubai, oh Lord
Party on the boat she's onboard and the Birkin is a bag you can't afford, and she'd like one
Do the maths you ain't the right one
It's alright, son, we'll send her back before the night's done
I wrote one, light one, eight-out-of-ten
She's my aight one, think of a hit then I write one
On when I sight one
This my, this my Ghanaian flow, it's a tight one
If she pretty then I put her on a flight
I put her on a jet if her p**** wait—
Look, my nephews are listening, my chef should be Michelin
There's guests in my kitchen and my left wrist is glistening
And my tunes getting played from a set to a christening
They're p****d on the net 'cause I said I ain't listening
Ugh, real n***** know it's all positioning
Real n***** know I'm not the victim
Alright, I am I'll take the L, they hype the 'gram
They tell their jokes to spite the man
I feed my folks, they bite my hand
I do the most, I'll fly to Cannes to watch a film, then bye, alright
Headline Reading and Leeds like it's easy
Funny when they talk about the game 'cah it needs me
N***** wanna hear a n**** spill it all to Zeze
F**k that, you n***** didn't know that I'm greazy
It's easy, man talk s**t until they see me
Believe me, all you n***** give me (Heebie jeebies)
Word to Lauryn, I will die on this Hill
You little n***** two figures shy on my deal
Someone slide me the bill (Okay, I got it)
What my eyes don't see, the Messiah reveals
If it all goes left, give Jasiah my will
'Cah I guess I'm just the bredda that they're dying to kill, ah (Woo)
Your boys mad dark, still I shine like a grill
Yeah, I'm healthy and I'm blessed but I rhyme like I'm ill
Line bagger, holding on the line like Kalil, ooh (Ooh, ooh)
I live a life that they try to fulfil
So they hate on my name but admire my skill
And before I touch stage, gotta' wire my 'mil, ah
My n***** do drill that was prior to drill
If you see me with my dragons lookin' fly in the field
Know Khaleesi couldn't fathom all the fire I spill, nah
You old washed n***** should retire, for real
There's a time you should move, and a time to be still
There's a time to destroy and a time to rebuild
But all I see is washed up Godfathers and washed up podcasters
I own all my masters, I ain't got masters
I throw a party on the yacht and wear my Yacht Master
They think I just chart top, but I'm the top charter
Gaffer like I'm Scott Parker
From when the mandem use to rock parka's
I am Nasty, but I'm not Marcus
Genius, I could've clocked Harvard
My n***** slide but they are not dancers
Dead rappers wanna swap chargers
Nah, I mean they wanna swap stances
Nah, I mean they wanna trade places
Get to scrappin' like I ain't famous
Have you dashing like you're Dwain Chambers
Follow fashion, man, you fake greatness
To make a classic, yeah, it takes ages
But I still do it like my mate David
Nah, I mean like my bro Dave
Me and MIST, that's a close shave
They fear this but they won't say, I'm the nearest on a cold day
They love to talk about the old days
Them man are old like, "Annie, are you okay?"
I prefer not to speak like I'm José
(I prefer really not to, uhm, not to speak, If I speak I am in, in big trouble) (Woo)
This is what I meant when I said what I said
I got whips in my drive, pretty women in my bed
My accolades are bigger than my head
Stylo told me, "Kill 'em 'til they're dead"
(The killy'dem ah carry one inna di head, Don Dada, kick arff face with bank robber)
If it's a ting then I'll just pattern it like Trev, ay
Man I got 'tec's like I'm Kylian, punch like I'm Dillian
Walk in a gym and I bump into William
Yeah, the S on chest, yeah, that stands for "Success"
But the M on my hairline stands for my millions
Ah, I got a brilliant car
I got a brilliant team, they wanna' bring up my past becah I'm living my dream
What we achieved ain't a shock 'cah we knew it
We just stepped all clean and said, "Mel made me do it", ow
Now there's not enough space in my wardrobe
Benjart fitted on my waist and my torso
N***** keep on thinking I'm a chief, oh you thought so?
Chatty patty n*****, man, you n***** need a talk show
I've never seen real dons turn Loose Women
Sleep real good, fresh sheets, new linen
If we ever played a game called "Guess Who's Winning?"
Then you'll open up the door, I'll be in the room chillin'
There'll never be a time where me and you's are twinning
Why? Different status, my chicks the baddest
You know the bags Chanel, the trips to Paris
And if your boys a King, the bits a palace
Okay, three O2's that I sell-out, man, I'm such a sellout
Might f*** around and bring Adele out
Me and Flipz don't talk like we fell out
Ah, get the hell out, all the s**t I gotta' spell out
Please A-L-L-O-W me
Every time I double-plaque they go and double my P
I was double-spread Mike, now I cover i-D
I wouldn't cover for you d***heads if you covered my—
Ah, I knew they wouldn't like it if I blow
Got all your n***** rattled but you hide it on the low
I'm from the city where they're ridin' with the pole
And now my nephews can't believe that Spider-Man's my bro
Shout Tom, that's my guy, on-top 'til we die
Yeah, I skip through the world, hop-scotch to Dubai
There's a lot to divide but my God will provide
Couldn't get to where I'm going if you hopped in my—
I got TJ tellin' me we're done
I said, "I thought I have an hour left?"
Ah, man, my enemies are out of breath
I pray, then I fast, then I counter press
Spent a week in the sticks, but tonight I'm at my South address
Ah, you know how it gets
Holy Spirit, that's just how I'm blessed
Aight, twenty bags for my shower head, a n**** gotta' shower fresh
You little boys are out your depth
Know I got Ashford on the yard and Yianni on the wrap
I mean I'm Yianni on the rap
I'm the best at what I do, they think I'm braggin' on the track
But I'm flexing 'cah it's true, and if you went and run it back
You'd know I'd left you with the truth
Because cars don't make you this lit
The money don't make you this good
The plaques don't make you this cold
Give a f*** what my s**t sold
I buss a rhyme when I'm in flip mode, you p***** know
The boy's just way too nice so you always see my music on the shelf
I've been the G.O.A.T for so long that they never hype a n**** up
So I guess I gotta do it to myself, boy
STORMZY - MEL MADE ME DO IT
