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the rocking chair by my screen door
The red, white and blue hangs off of my front porch
There's my darlin' in the garden pickin' black eyed peas
The kids are
eyed peas, black pepper
Italian black leather, fade to black
Black models, sport black Marotto's
Black Moet bottles, holla back, black star power
Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah Tre piece Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof off
Welcome to the Blue-ah-Print-ah Tre piece Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Ras clot when rude boy come through with the roof off
and her eyes were blue
The colonel and the major and the captain sought her
The sergeant and the private and the drummer boy too
But they never had
have black eyed peas and collared greens 
And if you're from the North there's stuff just for you
Like king crab legs and Eskimo pie, too 

They have
Po-po come we gotta go, we no-no talk to five-o
But as a young black male dude tryna dodge a sale
But I'm always followed by them cops lights
They got
out butt naked watchin' the cosby show
Hey little rascals Eddie Haskell 
Black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco
Chico stix big fat chicks 
Old reruns
a metal box 
To imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.

In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury 
Two
a metal box to imitate security there's a blue sky over me but the fear is on me.

In a place where ball games are strictly forbidden luxury two bedroomed
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
seen your sexy walk on the Pharcyde
So don't be "Passin' Me By"
I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees
We could be some freaks and both
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
Black sheep boy,
Blue-eyed charmer,
Head hanging with horns
From your father.

Oh, 
In a cold little mirror you were grown,
By a black little
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
my Atlanta braves ball cap it's almost black from the tree sap
I'm a country boy with no noodly suits, got my slip on Georgia boots
When I get dressed
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for