Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song M to the B, artist - Millie B. Date of issue: 17.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
M to the B |
| If you don’t know me I’m M to the B |
| Coming in hard, you’d 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 shit, I do it hardcore |
| Got murked by Little T |
| Now you’re getting murked by me |
| You shagged bare lads, you’re a little sket |
| Have you heard your bars, they’re fucking pep |
| Fucking 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 whore |
| Looking at your face, what the fuck’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 fucking 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 because you’re a fucking tramp |
| Repping around in your shit clothes |
| Like Josh said, what the fuck’s that pose? |
| Saying shit about people’s mums |
| That’s tight, Sophie Aspin do you want me a fight |
| Bet your blowies are fucking shite |
| Fucking shite, that’s what I said |
| That’s what I said so what’re 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 |
| If you don’t know me I’m M to the B |
| Coming in hard, you’d 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 shit, I do it hardcore |
| Got murked by Little T |
| Now you’re getting murked by me |
| You shagged bare lads, you’re a little sket |
| Have you heard your bars, they’re fucking pep |
| Fucking 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 whore |
| Looking at your face, what the fuck’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 fucking 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 because you’re a fucking tramp |
| Repping around in your shit clothes |
| Like Josh said, what the fuck’s that pose? |
| Saying shit about people’s mums |
| That’s tight, Sophie Aspin do you want me a fight |
| Bet your blowies are fucking shite |
| Fucking shite, that’s what I said |
| That’s what I said so what’re 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 |
| Fuck that shit, 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 shit so you may as well quit |
| You may as well quit ’cause your bars are shit |
| 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 fucking racket! |
| What a fucking 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 |
| You’re a slag, riddled with STDs |
| Fuck that shit, 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 shit so you may as well quit |
| You may as well quit ’cause your bars are shit |
| 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 fucking racket! |
| What a fucking 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 |