Lyrics:
never seen on TV
One boy, cross-eyed and pale, tells you he just got out of jail
Gives you a piece of bubble gum, says, man, where did you come from
had a sweeter peach.
You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame,
Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame,
You came, you saw, you
cops cuffin you up after your freak show
remember jail baits are developed so check IDs, yo
But still the home of black eyed peas, collard greens, that
deep RIP
Let's get it started black eyed peas
Take care of the least of these
The least of me
Call DJ Khaled cause I've got the keys
Sheesh
If I'm not
Wondering if I'm the best, Will I. Am, no Black Eyed Peas
Girls wanna fuck ya niggas, guy don't wanna be you
Lining up around the block so that they can get
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
cross-eyed
You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out
Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one
I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians
Yellow
black thing)
Blacked out in the backseat in the black Jeep listening to "Black" by me (by me)
You can catch me at "Taste of Soul" eating on gumbo with
baller like the rucker
Skip to my Lou if you lookin' for a couple, roosters in the duffle
Keep the hood screaming cock-a-doodle-doo fuckers
Coke by
stopped the slaughter of turnips by killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me, "This is my finest hour,
I'd kill those farmers
heads drop
Like some ass when the bass drop
Body banging
Sheets hanging
Off the bedside
I got your girl spread wide
And she looking at me red eyed
Call
banana pudding and a side order of black-eyed peas
I stopped at the grocery store
I'm gonna load up my refrigerator
I'm gonna sit down and watch
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
(Oh!)
That's why I'm out here being savage
Black eyed peas with the cabbage
Man I'm on a new me
Can't really focus what you doin'
Cause I'm gonna do me
and cut like machetes
And I'm rockin the shit steady
Like no doubt, the show's sold out
They know how I rolled in when I rolled out
Black Eyed Pea
original
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
Black Eyed Peas, they comin' full range and
NOFX, they comin'
original
You got to come original, you got to come original
All entertainers
Hear why
Black Eyed Peas, they comin' full range and
NOFX, they comin'
hanging out the Cutlass letting off shots
Bill Clinton gettin' head, you buggin', you think I'm not
Donald Drumpf ain't safe on my block, gotcha your
life changed by the G-O-D
What that mean
You can get to life changed by tha G-O-D
What That Means is
Your Black is beautiful
Head high head high
What
him do I look like the Black Eyed Peas
Even if you had insurance you couldn't get this sleeze
Think its a joke that's why your bitch fuck me sleeze
I
The head banger
Verse One: Parrish Smith
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
Like the 6th symphony
Bro fuck black eyed peas
I'll eat any beat
That these mfers
Wanna send to me
I don't need no shooter, nigga
(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
One gunman
(a ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
I just dress in all black with my
lately she distracting me,
Wondering if I'm the best, Well-I-am, no Black Eyed Peas,
Girls wanna f-ck your n-ggas, guy don't wanna be you,
Lining up around
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