M to the B (Explicit)

M to the B - Millie B

Composed by：Millie B

If you don't know me I'm M to the B

Coming in hard you better watch it Sophie

You think you're the only girl doing grime

M to the B says step in line

Coming in hard with my bars

Sophie Aspin is about to get parred

Read your bars off your iPhone 4

I don't do that s**t I do it hardcore

Got murked by little T

Now you're gettin' murked by me

You shagged bare lads you're a little sket

Have you heard your bars

They're f**king pep

F**king pep yeah that's what they are

Now listen carefully to my sick bars

They scream my name like

Yar yar yar

Sophie yeah you're a little w***e

Looking at your face

What the f**k's your contour

Do you want me to lend you a blender

I'm being serious I'm not trying to offend you

Sophie yeah you should stick to singing

'Cause when you spit my ears are ringing

How can you shag bare lads

Is your fanny not stinging

I bet your fanny's f**king minging

Sort out your manky Scouse brow

M to the B is coming at you with a row

You're enough to turn all lads camp

You know that 'cause you're a f**king tramp

Repping around in your s**t clothes

Like Josh said what the f**k's that pose

Saying s**t about people's mums that's tight

Sophie Aspin do you want me a fight

Bet your blowies are f**king shite

F**kin' shite that's what I said

All the boys say you give s**t head

That's what I said so what you gonna do

All the things you spit about aren't even true

Sophie Aspin little rat

I bet you're riddled and probs got the clap

Soph yeah you can't murk me

You're a slag riddled with STDs

F**k that s**t couldn't be arsed being you

You're an animal you belong in a zoo

I'm sending for you so what're you gonna do

You bounce on next man's dick like a kangaroo

Like a kangaroo

So Soph where do we go from here

If I send back I'll throw you off the pier

I'm sending for you with no fear

So come on Soph what's the best you can give

Your bars are s**t so you may as well quit

You may as well quit 'cause your bars are s**t

Your bars are fake and my bars are real

Is it true you got bummed on a field

You think you're a chav with your string jacket

Turn Sophie Aspin off what a f**king racket

What a f**king racket

We all know the best MC

It's M to the B it's M to the B

It's M M M M M to the B

It's M to the B it's M to the B

Bang

Sophie you're not the only girl who can spit bars

I've just showed you how it's done

You said you're not gonna send back

We'll see won't we