Lyrics:
and black eyed peas
you know it's all chicken fried but the peach ice cream
white corn liquor will get you get you there quicker
than any martini you've
not fine
Reading The Bluest Eye by Toni
I'm a Roc, with the Will.I.Am a Black Eyed Pea, why T and tenderoni
The jokes on them, they wanna be like me
I'm sayin'? Haterade, tall cases
Everybody hate somebody
Guess we all racist
Black Eyed Peas do a song about love and y'all hate this
All these protests
World getting faker as I'm realizing how real I am
Wondering where is the love like black eyed peas and will I am
I hustle every day
Every day I get my
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
Shake your head and
Say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole
me?
You a mini me like dad ID
You got Will but will.i.am like Black Eyed Peas
I’m that guy please
Actually come on fuck that, I’m me
Drink got me
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
First
still take the blame
Not because of regret for the sake of peace
You can meet me half way like Black Eyed Peas
The thing about the heart, when you hope,
you into a black eyed pea,
Blinding lights with just one swing,
it’s as easy as A B SEE,
When we walk in it’s VIP,
If she eyes me ‘I’ give her ‘D’,
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By
play tricks on you
Loud's messing with your head bruh
I'm an OG... G for genius
I'm telling stories you should buy,....
His'story must be televised
black eyed peas, imma imma be
Countin' up the cheese, that's a prophesy
All my life ruled by diabetes. Still sippin' sprite, I do as I please
Pharmacys:
at me
I swear it's just a tragedy
Can never catch a break
Black Eyed Peas, the way I'm feeling all the hate
I be thinking "Where's the love?"
Cause I
your better half at home, she's too thirsty
Better than the Black Eyed Peas before Fergie
Ready for the open mic, the MC's curtsy
Surrounded by these
imagined, no one knows where she'd be
Maybe she's in heaven passing black-eyed peas
Where is Bobbie Gentry?
Where is Bobbie Gentry?
Up in Alaska, Hollywood,
writing rhymes since Black Eye'd peas
Imma be yeah Ima be
Popping that bubbly
Step to me Its gone get ugly
People only call when they want somethin from me
beat then a lolla loud
'bout to get me a killer in the country
Nobody to hump me tellin' me to
TURN IT DOWN!
I'm gonna live it really black and proud
see it through
And held it down
You say im never grateful for the cash I need
For all the home cooked meals with the black eyed peas, well I am
Fuckin'
and dance, attract papis. And I, got a feeling like a black eyed pea when a pretty girl come up and stand by me and I’m lookin’ in the crowd and I wanna figure
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
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