Lyrics:
Come on down and dance y'all
Have a ball y'all
Throw your hands up
Black eyed peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need
Come on down and dance y'all
Have a ball y'all
Throw your hands up
Black eyed peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need
my seminar
Left school life hits hard
I can preach my words from Marge
Diamond pearls hit hard
Come through like a g6
Back on my black eyed pea ish
knocked him out
Had that nigga begging for his life like dem boys from the south
Black Eyed Peas don't got nothin on boy, he love to scream and shout
Had
North on the map
Where's the love? I'm not in
The Black Eyed Peas
But I know we were all brought
Up on black eye peas
Rice, chicken, okra, plantain
don't seem to mean much;
Of anyone we've used more that most.
Feelings from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
Thrown around in
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
experience because that's what I am
Produce like will i am this soul food black eyed peas
I stayed with a black eye tryna' fight to breath
Take advantage
marvelous Black Panthers
Tell me I should try these, well give this a thought
If the whip white, the guts black, that's black eyed peas
You want some food for
young nigga, bring him back to me!
Call my young nigga, he got what you need!
I got high as that bitch Fergie
From the Black Eyed Peas
Make that bitch
to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D
My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the white girl look Chinese
OHB,
And my dear old daddy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas (and side meat)
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat
As he passed around them black-eyed peas
That's soul food
You know what I'm talkin' about
Said "Ol' Billie Joe ain't never had a
Lick of sense in his
sturdy
I ain’t so early that I don’t
Know how to carve a turkey
Plus I’m clean, I can purchase a burnie
And put a couple black eyed
Peas up in his fergie
(pretty)
How I'd love to know
For if I had a chance to hold you
I'd never let you go
You're my queen in the black
With your time-stopping body
You ain't no shooter, what you shooting for Curry?
Eddy Curry, I'm eating on curry
With my granny, I got black eyed peas
Swear to God I don't need no
this W
I dont fuck with you
I'm done with you
No future
We're through
Hahahaha
Drawing lines to clear my mental
I own my shit
This is not a rental
But do
Catastrophe and the Black Eyed Peas
I'm comin through straight FADIN on you wack emcees, it's like...
[Chorus]
[Phil Da Agony]
Stars, cars, wars, clothes
Blue-Eyed Undertaker (DMX Tribute)
Intro)
Uhh,
Its Mellow Passenger In This
Writing This With A Deep Sorrow In My Heart
For All The Fallen
town
Cause a money make a black eyed pea
Every note in my wallet is a 50 pound
If you wanna get with me
There's some things you gotta know
I like my
eyed peas, all in my butt like fleas
Oh we's smell panties
All in my crack
My amplifier's on the maxi light, Kotter Welcome Back
[Chorus: x2]
I alright
Know you beautiful by the sight
Alright
And I know I got my flaws, alright
But baby don't let me go
Baby don't let me go
Baby don't let me
shakin'|From the top floor, down to the basement (aha)|And the black guy is Scandinavian|Better believe, I've got this feeling, Black Eyed Peas|Make you put
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