Yo Daisy May : P-Sty feat. Doc-Mo
MTV Breaking News
A break through Hip-Hop duo is taking the music world by storm. In an astonishing turn of events a prison Doc and a prisoner have teamed up to create a new act. Their first single ' Yo Daisy -M' is said to be born out of one of the singer's heart break. Red neck 'man in the can' Pig Sty says of his new venture " I ain't waitin' no more for mah girl. She gon' and run off with the mayor. This here song is otter-biogriphical"
He has previously penned an ode called 'Howdy Daisy May' which was more of a traditional redneck folk song in response to Daisy's plaintive ditty ' To: My Man in a Can'. They were both indie hits.
Pig Sty a.k.a Pigga a.k.a P-Sty is on parole and has gone viral with his ' Yo Daisy -M' along with his writing and singing partner Doc- Mo. Their Youtube video has already got over a 2 million hits and 'Gold Digga' records is on the verge of signing a triple album deal.
You heard it first here folks, the birth of a new genre: Red -Neck-Hip-Hop.
Yo Daisy -M
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Yo Yo P-Sty
He’s a man in the can ; Got caught in a van
Pigga’s on probashun, From the redneck nation
He needs, He needs , He needs my co-operashun
He’s a tattooed blunda, You always gotta wonda
What they call this redneck Thunda
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His name is, His name is, His name is P-Sty.
Hip-hoppin, Non –stoppin, girl-boppin P-Sty
Go to her, Talk to her, Say what you gon’ say
See Pigga, Gold Digga, yo’ girl’s Daisy May
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Yo Yo, Doc- Mo
Ah Know’d Yer all through Mah time in the can
You gon’ and give me this wunnerful plan
Ah’m sick and Ah’m tired of bein’ a playa
My girl’s gon’ foolin’ with darn stoopid Maya
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She gon’ call my sweet ol’ ma sumthin’ bad
She gon’ tell my boys I ain’t their dad
She gon’ call my kin folk, stoopid and lazy
Why does she still make me so darn’ crazy
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His name is, His name is, His name is P-Sty.
Hip-hoppin, Non –stoppin, girl-boppin P-Sty
Go to her, Talk to her, Say what you gon’ say
See Pigga, Gold Digga, yo’ girl’s Daisy May
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Yo , Yo P–Sty
The Mayor ain’t tight with his chips, dear bro
Fendi and Gucci, Prada’s gonna flow
That girl wanna fight you, blight you, ignite you
And rest of her kinfolk just wanna join the queue
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Listen to me bro, there’s shore plenty more
Fish in the sea, Just plain drop the plea
Forget you had her, she’ll just make you madder
There’s booties, chic cuties, big looties to be gladder
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His name is, His name is, His name is P-Sty.
Hip-hoppin, Non –stoppin, girl-boppin P-Sty
Go to her, Talk to her, Say what you gon’ say
See Pigga, Gold Digga, yo’ girl’s Daisy May
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Yo, Yo , Doc- Mo
Ah’m tryin, keep sighin’, dun cryin’ fer the tart
No more tryin’, stop pryin’ deep fryin’ my heart
Doggone it, Dis life ain’t worth a wastin’
Come Doc-Mo let’s hip-hop and let's go a ‘tastin
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Purdy gals plenty there dancin’ around us
Daisy May has gon’ and missed this gold bus
Darn’ tootin, sharp shootin’ keep hootin’ Doc-Mo
Christmas come early for me and thee, ho ho
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His name is, His name is, His name is P-Sty.
Hip-hoppin, Non –stoppin, girl-boppin P-Sty
Go to her, Talk to her, Say what you gon’ say
See Pigga, Gold Digga, yo’ girl’s Daisy May
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My name is, My name is, My name is P-Sty.
Hip-hoppin, Non –stoppin, girl-boppin P-Sty
Go to her, Talk to her, Say what you gon’ say
See Pigga, Gold Digga, yo’ girl’s Daisy May
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-Mohan Kumar-
© 2012 Mohan Kumar
