Mash Up

I'm a Manchester girl, don't hate me That girl's next man wanna date me Want to take me to Maccies, and that Because their girlfriend is a little rat But too many boys are little man slags And the man slags tryna get the dick in my pants That's bad that Yeah fuck that shit And fuck, what you gonna do about it? So sending for the goon who sent for me He's thinking he's hard, yeah, it's Little T Be careful, you're gonna get done When you see me, you'll be crying all the way home Yes it's Josh and he thinks he's sick Walking 'round like a sly little prick Like a sly little prick 'cause that's what you are Sending for me with your worthless bars Can't you see that you don't belong You're a stupid little fucking mong You must be mad, if you think you're hard Chat shit, get banged You're a funny little kid Trying to test me up But understand pal, either way, you're fucked Can't you fuck off, you need a bath And go back to your council house, you can't rap Little T, you're a silly little twat With your shit perm, you're gonna get smacked With your shit bars, you're gonna get whacked Sending for me, like I won't send back But puberty gives one thing that you lack Puberty, yeah Josh, that's a fact And in this reply I'm gonna go deep like your mum When she's shagging every week Millie B, you're such a slag Millie B, yeah, are you mad? Millie B tries to act bad when Everynight she's on a new lad You're such a slag Millie B, yeah, are you mad? Millie B tries to act bad when Everynight she's on a new lad Aspin's here, Aspin's winning Millie B wants this life I'm living Fuck you babe, I'll get your head spinning Sending for me, yeah new beginnings But Aspin's back, sending season Sending for me, without a reason Sophie Aspin, queen of grime Shut up you mong, I'll break your spine We all thought that Mill' B's is dead Stupid bitch sent for me again I'll send back and I'll send back Got merked last time, yeah, bitch are you mad? We all thought that Mill' B's is dead Stupid bitch sent for me again I'll send back and I'll send back Got merked last time, yeah, bitch are you mad? Dill B tell them you're shagging him too That space raider, he fucked you Don't lie, yeah, we know it's true so Millie B, I'm coming for you And you lied of your father's ashes Slated my contour, get some glasses Get to Specsavers You sound like you're choking on a quaver Bam