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Jodi Leib: On Tour with the Black Eyed Peas (The Black Eyed Peas) · Smooth Jazz Tribute To The Black Eyed Peas (Smooth Jazz All Stars) · Shut Up/Tell Your Mama Come (The Black Eyed Peas) · Cornbread, Peas & Black Molasses (Chris Barber) · The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas (Courtney Barnett) · The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas (Courtney Barnett) · The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas (Courtney Barnett) · The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas (Courtney Barnett) · Peas 'n' Rice (Freddie McCoy) · The Double EP: A Sea of Split Peas (Courtney Barnett) – and 90 other albums »


Choctaw Wridge
Today Billie Joe Macallister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas
Well Billie
ridge 
seems that billy joe macallister's jumped off the tallahatchee bridge. 

well papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas 
billy
So let yourself go, o-eh-o
Watch yourself now, here comes the sound

Sim sim sim, blum blum blum
The Black Eyed Peas begun with action
Repeating
know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno,
Ridge"
"Today Billy Joe Mac Allister
Jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

Papa said to Mama as he passed
Around the black eyed peas
"Well, Billy Joe never
your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be marveled
history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in here for my Black Eyed Peas
So watch it watch it be marveled on the speakers please
from Choctaw Ridge"
"Today Billie Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"

And Papa said to Mama as he passed around the black-eyed peas
and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Hey mama, this that shit that make you
yourself now, her comes the sound
You know the music make me jump and prance
The BE Peas we keep you rocking on the dance
You know my music make me jump
You got to follow me
Change your history, categories
Different people in the same territories
Hip-hop in the form of Black Eyed Peas
So watch it
attack like alligators 
Yo, we're known to elevate like escalators 
Yo, we comin' through to control your area 
Black Eyed Peas control your area
racist
Black Eyed Peas do a song about love and y'all hate this
All these protests with different colored faces
We was all born with a heart
Why we
Two black-eyed peas wait on the side.
Gravy, chicken and rice, isn't it nice? 
Tell me the price of the food.

What happens when the answers they
groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
Now everybody want to ask and wonder
How the Black Eyed Peas took it from the under
From the bottom to the top
Now we make your body rock
Muthafucka
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
range
 
Full range of emotion full range of styles
When you come to town you'll have them
Comin' for miles
 
[Chorus]
 
Black Eyed Peas they
Listen up brothers and sisters come hear my desperate tale
I speak of our friends of nature trapped in the dirt like a jail
Vegetables live in
Wyclef on guitar.. with the Black Eyed Peas
Here go the rap song, they wanna sing it to y'all

She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like
talk about the future
We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther
And you could choose ta sit in front of your computa
Posin' with guns
talk about the future
We have just seen the dream as predicted by Martin Luther
And you could choose ta sit in front of your computa
Posin' with guns
groove, mama
(hey)get on the floor and move your booty mama
(yaw)we the blast mastas blastin' up the jamma
(hey)so shake your bambama, come on now mama
book, thatcha live by.
I'm the fisherman's hook, that ya kill by.
I provide your inner peace,
Faith in complication.
I provide the means the tools,
'Cause we don't play
We do it like this
The Black Eyed Pea way (Pea way)
Do what we do, not what we say (say)
Get on the floor and shake your thang