Lyrics:
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
joint right here (apocalypse baby)
Yo this is the type of jam that be getting No Airplay
You asked for it buddy, here it comes...
[Wyclef - Hook - 2x]
the police in Brooklyn?
Turn this jam up, yo, yo
This the type of jam that be getting no airplay
I want the whole world to hear this joint right here, yo
at the joint no flam just kickin' it
Wiggle with the fruits over by the liquids
The slick kids is down, the flyers passed around
We try to dig the group
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
power, let loose for the hour
I chose the Black Power, extra fly joint for mocha to yellow paper
And you know I don't delay
Together with my honey like
Think he famous he got nothing proven
Black eyed peas she gone shake it move it
Down and dirty I'm getting into it
Linking up with the gang finna cool it
peas
I got a feeling like black eyed peas
Oh my god
You split the sea so I could walk right through it
My fears were drowned in perfect love
(It's your
suspenders
Sunk in the scent of black eyed peas for dinner
The fruit of my grandma's hands extended for her fam
Togetherness the essence of her plan
My Dad
your moms And buryin' your best cat
Talkin' 'bout revenge while carryin' his casket
All teary-eyed 'bout to take it to a matress
I'm talkin' 'bout
a show - aint that what people here to see?
When I dribble the B-ball it's like I scribble the papel
In need to feel Black Eyed Peas's retard,
Head to head
the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be, uh, huh?
Where shall the wedding supper be?
Fried mosquito and a black-eyed pea
Uh, huh, uh,
morning from Choctaw Wridge
Today Billie Joe Macallister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas
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
like it loud
And I'll make you shout
G-give you that black eyed peas
You know that boom boom pow
If you wanna get with me
There's some things you gotta
gettin' stomped by the marching band
Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)
It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh)
Ace ban rap, the place,
don't quit
Unless you're in the studio doing wack shit
Yo check it
Boom batta, watch your teeth shatter
All that shit you pop in your jams, it won't
Dropping more bombs than the U.S. army
You could never harm me, even if you harm me
I’ll climb up out of my grave, like a zombie
A fan of Black Eyed Peas not
the Black Eyed Peas
Yet sweet like candied yams
It's reported and recorded on the handy cams
It be like jammy jams
And he's no Grammy Fan
Came in
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
mean yo, so hey kid, catch!
These nuggets, these nuggets, these nugget ugget uggets
With some peas and a hole in the bucket (cool, cool)
Dear Liza,
Roll up that za I smoke exotic by the pea
No one can ever help you out when you tell 'em that you in need
Daddy always told me play with them lions you
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