Mc Peggy Part 2 (Maria)

Yeah man, I'm the veteran, bro up and tell you man
The one here named MC Peggy
Straight cross the board
I'm the veteran, I'm the veteran
Hey!

DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

But she want super car, call him an Indian
Live it but the killer, still want to be a bishop
She have a part to grab her tweak and still want to be in the man
Show him sing the big song, name the wickedest slams

She want Ritchie, Biggie, Ritchie and Jerry
She want Ninja, Fizzla and Tony B
Through the fire, man a sing bold prophecy
I say, man, hunt her, hunt her
Forget your glamity

The girl of DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

And no any kind of girl can conspire with me
She have to go up her ass or a university
She left Staley and gone to D.F. Kelly
One J.T. for me to be a better day
But two J.T. never have no money
She gone to Stereograph, gone check for Josie

But take nothing for Josie, a fish here for Charlie
From spot the little girl, me say, don't a double A
Start here to tell her one bag of story
But the youth, well, it's get a matter and take me

The girl of DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

Around her one love with the girl Peggy
Peggy start lose the hype and then she start get fake
She take elephant, Deagat and Mr. Lake
She want Bling Dogg, English and Kapow because him fresh

No want no DJ, we hungry, itch up inna mesh
The buffet blings out when him a make a flex inna the DRS jar
A magla Rolex she try to change from the ball
A mistake she make

The girl of DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

No a little girl inna me community
Can't wash, can't cook, take care of family
We take paper man, that a fair variety
Everyday a couscous over DJ Money

The girl of DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

But she want super car, car him a Indian
Live it but the killer still want be a bishop
She have a part to grab her tweak and still want to be in the man
Show him sing the big song, name the wickedest slams

She want Ritchie, Biggie, Ritchie and Jerry
She want Ninja, Zizla and Tony B
True the fire man a sing about prophecy
Hunt you, hunt you, forget your glamour

The girl of DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy

And no any kind of girl can conspire with me
She have to go up a castle or a university
She left Philly and gone to D.F.K.L.A
One G.P. for B.D.B. everyday
But two G.P. never have enough money
She gonna stay rough, rough, can't check for Josie

But if nothing for Josie, have to shave for Charlie
From spot the little girl, me say don't a job me late
Start here to tell her one bag of story
For the youthful inns, get a matter and take me to gala

DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy
DJ Peggy, the girl of DJ Peggy
MC Peggy, the girl of MC Peggy



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Donovan Spaulding
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