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jpegmafia - fuck peggy!* lyrics

[verse 1]
uh, yeah
how you gon’ see me you like stevie with them air b+lls (for real)
let’s air it out and let kel tech sing like aaron hall (yeah)
don’t need producers, need no writers, need no tech at all (come on man)
but best believe you f+ck with me there’s gon’ be tecs involved (best believe it)
f+ck rappin’ b+tch, extend the clip and get your b+tch involved (yup)
my twisted fantasy only made it to so appalled (yeah)
i’m half pac, half share, half awesome kong
i tеll myself that half a o i smoke won’t do me harm
but whеn it do me and i know that they gon’ do me wrong
[?] to find your body they gon’ need logan paul
i’m in the forest with the kimber, it’s my final form (yeah)
i still need all my b+tches same color as ricky starks (facts, come on man)
i take them light, i take them dark but i prefer ’em bald (facts!)
and you get extra points on me if you mentally off
your b+tch be taking all these hits tell her to work on [?] (tell her!)
just blame my occupation b+tch i keep the kimber warm
the senior citizen shooting fake rappers off my lawn (toxic!)

[bridge]
it’s toxic
yeah man it’s real toxic
check it (for real)

[verse 2]
little before, kick in the door, sure they don’t test this [?]
look at the score, them n+++++ swore, wouldn’t be here no more (shake it up!)
i am a wh0re, shaming the law, put me in a figure+four (uh)
i am a wh0re, uh (shake it up!)
n+++++ be running they mouth about me (yeah)
why they don’t got nothing else to report? (why?)
thought it was cute when they took me to court (why?)
amazon fresh bringing beef to your door (why?)
she making faces not [?]
she take a bump when i give it a [?] (uh)
wouldn’t be here if a n++++ was poor (ah)
we stay that way ’cause these n++++ be borin’ (ahhh)
i’ll tell you my [?] my n++++ be snorin’ bruh
i’ll be pegging your spouse (whattup?, yeah)
i watch rap n++++s get caught
i live above the law (d+mn peggy)
i’m screaming death to the police i say it every song (facts)
don’t say it just to say it, i hope y’all die on your job (d+mn peggy)
and if your mama is a cop then n++++ f+ck your mom
and if you daddy is a cop then n++++ f+ck your pa (yeah!)
you got a family of cops, i’m sayin’ f+ck ’em all
i keep a kimber on my waist let’s talk about reform
let’s talk about reform
yeah, yeah
[verse 3]
f+ck peggy, drag this n++++ out and beat him on the lawn (get it up!)
break in your house, delete your files, and uninstall your daws (come in n++++)
look your position you a snake boy i’m big boss
young kim jong, watch me get my sh+t off
sliding with the stick i feel like eric lindros (yeah)
sicker than covid patients watching make the clip cough
we making meet the kel+techs these a&rs won’t live long
its prophecy (its prophecy)
yeah

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