Murda Beatz - M&Ms lyrics

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Murda Beatz - M&Ms lyrics

[Intro: Offset] M&Ms;, M&Ms;, hey [Hook: Offset + Blac Youngsta] M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; Lil funny b**hes on instagram Me and Offset f**ed like ten of them Lamborghini we ain't rentin' them These n***as broke we not built like them Fresh out the courthouse, now I'm sittin' courtside When I f**ed your b**h, I took her to the abort house She's a lil sore now, but who gives a f** 'bout her You really care about her, treat that lil b**h like a nobody [Verse 1: Offset] Oh lord oh lord, I got the racks and you know it Sippin' on Act, we don't Mo�t Put on my diamonds, I show it My pockets are swole, on steroids Sippin' on Actavis, paranoid Drop top Phantom on Melrose Before the rap it was a elbow Where is my top, where the hell it go? f**in' your b**h, need to let her go If I go on a lick you'd be scared though I'm trappin', but duckin' the feds though I'm rich, I'm not average, I'm a ba*tard My cars is way more faster I'm outer space like I'm with NASA I'm stompin' 'em out like a Alpha, Kappa I give out the dot like a raffle I'm not with all that bibble and babble Just bought my momma a big castle You flexin', you a actor I'm flyier than a pterodactyl They bitin' the dab like a apple Thankin' god I'm not in no shackles [Hook: Offset + Blac Youngsta] M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; Lil funny b**hes on instagram Me and Offset f**ed like ten of them Lamborghini we ain't rentin' them These n***as broke we not built like them Fresh out the courthouse, now I'm sittin' courtside When I f**ed your b**h, I took her to the abort house She's a lil sore now, but who gives a f** 'bout her You really care about her, treat that lil b**h like a nobody (f** n***a) [Verse 2: Blac Youngsta] Reach for my chain, fifty .45 ya I'ma shoot out your ho 'bout ya I'ma k** all of your folks by ya I'ma dip out for my lowrider I be sellin' lots of coke out here (f** n***a) I be frontin' to my folks out here I be sendin' that pack, its straight from Oakland You know prices they get low out here I do not have no kinfolks out here So I cannot trust a soul out here I'ma hit 'em with Mac 11 (Brr) If you try to play me like ho out here Yeah I run my, run my money up You n***as broke, they not rich as us All my hitters in the club at one time Sneakin' my gun out it in my nuts I spent two hundred on my whip I just put tint on my windows I got rentals for my hittas I won't hesitate to send em Little f** n***a wanna gunplay Shoot a lil n***a on a Sunday Put the gun in the lil n***a mouth Make his a** sing like Beyonc� [Hook: Offset + Blac Youngsta] M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; M&Ms;, M&Ms;, stack up your money, get M&Ms; Lil funny b**hes on instagram Me and Offset f**ed like ten of them Lamborghini we ain't rentin' them These n***as broke we not built like them Fresh out the courthouse, now I'm sittin' courtside When I f**ed your b**h, I took her to the abort house She's a lil sore now, but who gives a f** 'bout her You really care about her, treat that lil b**h like a nobody