Cat
M.F.D. Lyrics


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Someone let Doja Cat Know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Ah-ha ha
Someone let Doja Cat know I'm tryna fuck
Yeah I love the beef, I need them thighs them ribs them guts
Need that Caeser salad, Ima put her in a palace
Have her make my fucking beats all while I keep her on my palete
And I ain't fuckin' playin'
I'm never fuckin' playin'
I mean it if I say it
Don't wanna hear complainin'
When I get to killin' niggas, I been warning for a while
When I get to droppin' bombs well Ima do it with a smile, cause
I'm well aware, that I grew to be a sick fuck
Once upon a time, I might've gave like six fucks
But when I got to number seven
Sent them fucks all straight to heaven
Killed my conscience and turned my heart to a Brinks truck
Now I don't need much
I need a big truck
I need some big blunts
Maybe some sick sluts
At least until Amala wanna let met know
What she really tryna do and so you know it ain't for show
T H E F A M L X X I V
Hit me up on IG
DM me for real, B
So now you see that shit might sound simple to you
But I'm just a simple dude with astronomical views and a big dick
So Someone let Doja Cat Know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Goddamn...
Someone let Doja Cat know what I'm talkin' bout
Someone hit my exes up and ask 'em for a fucking vouch
Tell her I'm the best around
I lick 'em up and dick 'em down
And if I wasn't such a dog, I bet that they'd still be around
I'm pig headed
An animal
A big headache, now here's some tylenol
For your bitch ass, your hoe's a trick ass
I'm out the door
Love a big ass, when it come with sass
I lose control, huh
Bet I got your wifey saying I'm the best
Eff Aye come with A1 and nothing less
Cause like I said, I love that beef
Need that steak, I got that meat
Niggas folding cause I got them fuckin' pressed
Like WOAH SHIT
Yo that nigga fucking strange
Got YO BITCH
Gettin' brain up in the range
I been told that I'm deranged
I ain't never gonna change
Just a rappin' cocky jiggy pimpin' nigga with no shame
So Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
Someone let Doja Cat know
I mean I'm playin'
But I'm dead serious




I mean, I mean no disrepesect but
I mean come on...

Overall Meaning

The M.F.D.'s song Cat is an explicit track that speaks about the artist's intentions to sleep with Doja Cat. The song opens with the repetition of the phrase "Someone let Doja Cat know," where the artist insists that someone should inform the female rapper about his desires. M.F.D. goes ahead to express his love for beef, making a sexual analogy in the line "I love the beef, I need those thighs, them ribs, them guts." He further seeks to put Doja Cat in a "palace" and have her make his beats while he keeps her "on his palette."


Furthermore, M.F.D. suggests that he is not messing around and has been warning for some time that he's preparing to "kill." He then talks about how he grew to be a "sick fuck" and killed his conscience while turning his heart into a Brinks truck. He concludes the verse by stating what he requires from life: a big truck, big blunts, and sick sluts.


In the second verse, M.F.D. addresses his exes, telling them to vouch for his abilities in bed. He describes himself as an animal, a big headache, and a dog. M.F.D. then suggests that he would have kept some of his exes around if he were not such a "dog." He talks about how he loses control when he comes across a big ass with sass, and he ends his verse by assuring us he is just a "rapping cocky jiggy pimpin" guy with no shame. Overall, the song is explicit and speaks to M.F.D.'s desires for Doja Cat.


Line by Line Meaning

Someone let Doja Cat know
The singer wants someone to inform Doja Cat about his intentions.


Ah-ha ha
Sarcastic laughter.


Yeah I love the beef, I need them thighs them ribs them guts
The singer enjoys sexualizing Doja Cat's body and objectifying her.


Need that Caeser salad, Ima put her in a palace
The artist wants to pamper Doja Cat to satisfy his own desires.


Have her make my fucking beats all while I keep her on my palete
The artist wants to use Doja Cat's musical talents for his benefit and keep her under his control.


And I ain't fuckin' playin', I'm never fuckin' playin'
The singer asserts that he is serious about his intentions and is not joking.


When I get to killin' niggas, I been warning for a while
The singer boasts about his violent tendencies and issues a warning.


When I get to droppin' bombs well Ima do it with a smile, cause
The artist takes pleasure in causing harm to others and finds it amusing.


I'm well aware, that I grew to be a sick fuck
The artist acknowledges his twisted and perverse nature.


Once upon a time, I might've gave like six fucks
The artist used to care about others, but now he is selfish and only thinks about himself.


But when I got to number seven, Sent them fucks all straight to heaven
The singer stopped caring about others after a certain point.


Killed my conscience and turned my heart to a Brinks truck
The artist has become heartless and only cares about money and material possessions.


Now I don't need much, I need a big truck
The singer only cares about material possessions and shows off his wealth.


Maybe some sick sluts
The singer wants to objectify and use women for his own pleasure.


What she really tryna do and so you know it ain't for show
The singer is curious about Doja Cat's true intentions towards him and believes she is not just pretending.


T H E F A M L X X I V, Hit me up on IG, DM me for real, B
The artist provides his social media handle and invites people to message him directly.


But I'm just a simple dude with astronomical views and a big dick
The artist tries to downplay his twisted nature by portraying himself as someone with grand aspirations and physical endowments.


Goddamn...
An expression of surprise or exasperation.


Someone hit my exes up and ask 'em for a fucking vouch
The singer wants someone to verify his prowess in bed by asking his ex-partners.


Tell her I'm the best around, I lick 'em up and dick 'em down
The artist boasts about his sexual abilities and how he can please women.


And if I wasn't such a dog, I bet that they'd still be around
The artist acknowledges his own flaws and how they led to his relationships ending.


I'm pig headed, An animal, A big headache, now here's some tylenol
The artist admits to being difficult and causing problems in relationships.


For your bitch ass, your hoe's a trick ass, I'm out the door
The singer insults his listener's partner and announces his intention to leave.


Bet I got your wifey saying I'm the best, Eff Aye come with A1 and nothing less
The artist boasts about his appeal to other people's partners and his ability to provide top-quality sexual experiences.


Niggas folding cause I got them fuckin' pressed
The singer intimidates and exerts control over others.


I been told that I'm deranged, I ain't never gonna change
The singer acknowledges that he is disturbed but makes no attempt to change.


Just a rappin' cocky jiggy pimpin' nigga with no shame
The singer is proud of his arrogance, his style of rap, and his ability to manipulate women with no remorse.


I mean I'm playin', But I'm dead serious
The artist tries to downplay his twisted nature by portraying himself as joking, but admits that he is serious about his intentions.


I mean, I mean no disrepesect but, I mean come on...
The artist tries to excuse his behavior by claiming he means no disrespect, but he also acknowledges that his actions are not acceptable.




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Written by: Frederick Marmol

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