[M-Child] [Chorus x2] Associating with bullshit, got me Gon' Madd. Associating with stupid hoes, got me Gon' Madd. You fuck with your boy, somebody
lookin' clean in the Cadillac I'ma keep it real with 'ya Mayne your hoes they sucked our dick Me and M-Child ? , from that dirty dirty bitch [M-Child
. Don't play no games, M-Child'll leave your shit wet, Like a pussy that's been fucked, Georgia, you can't forget, yeah. [Chorus x4] [M-Child] I be
becoming your friend, Go to the Southside; Scan Man meanwhile M-Child getting his ass hit. [Chorus x2] [M-Child] I say they call me M-Child, fresh out the O.M
talking your dirty knees. [Chorus x2] [M-Child] To you haters, I got it made, 'bout bitches, I'm getting paid, Stirring bitches round and round, like I'm
Mr. T. From the O.M.P, M-C-H-I-L, D. [Chorus x2] [M-Child] I'm all about making scrilla', flippin' that green dough, I'm playing it for no hoe, player
that shit be real. I'm blessed with the things I possess, but niggas test, I'm on a quest, so I let my lyrics speak for itself. [M-Child] What makes
thugs from the south (south!), 'bout to turn it out (out!). Point 'em out, take 'em out, Point 'em out, take 'em out. [M-Child] Who I be, M-C-H-I-
hater you gotta go, I'm all about makin scrilla' and cookin' that green dough. [M-Child] I'm about stackin' grip, I go to church 'cause I'm holy. People
. Get on a nigga's nerves, make the nigga say I'm worse 'im. I'm telling you the truth, to you I'm telling no lie, So pay attention, take notes, look
