Karaoké M to the B Millie B

If you don't know me

I'm M to the B

Comin' in hard

You better watch it Sophie

You think you're the only girl doin' grime

M to the B says Step in line

Comin' in hard with my bars

Sophie Aspin is about to get parred

Read your bars off your iPhone Four

I don't do that shit

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 fuckin' pep

Fuckin' 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

Lookin' at your face what the fuck's your contour

Do you want me to lend you a blender

I'm bein' serious

I'm not tryin' to offend you

Sophie yeah you should stick to singin'

'Cos when you spit my ears are ringin'

How can you shag bare lads

Is your fanny not stingin'

I bet your fanny's fuckin' mingin'

Sort out your manky Scouse brow

M to the B is comin' at you with a row

You're enough to turn all lads camp

You know that 'cos you're a fuckin' tramp

Reppin' around in your shit clothes

Like Josh said

What the fuck's that pose

Sayin' shit about people's mums, that's tight

Sophie Aspin do you want me a fight

Bet your blowies are fuckin' shite

Fuckin' shite that's what I said

All the boys say you give shit 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

Fuck that shit

Couldn't be arsed bein' you

You're an animal

You belong in a zoo

I'm sendin' 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 sendin' 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 'cos 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 fuckin' racket

What a fuckin' 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