Lyrics:
find that key
But the kid stay dope like the "Black Eyed Peas"
And Fuck them niggas that wait and see
They my fuckin enemy
Cause The same niggas that
meno dell'indiano
Dei Black Eyed Peas
Il corriere fa carriera e gira
Su un Porsche Carrera questa è l'Italia
Mettimi assente e dammi dieci in pagella
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
willing and able jackie taught me how to add with
Dried up black eyed peas on the kitchen table
And coming home to a mothers love and good care
Never
and don't want you on your grind
Bitches pulled me over for no taillight on a '05
Now that's wild, so fuck The DEA
Fuck my PO/ Fuck the boys in blue with they
I wanna be your baby, your angel all in black
Your little blue-eyed gypsy who's always got your back
Yodel-odel-oh, oh oh
Yodel-odel-oh, oh oh oh
black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back"
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin
my black eyed peas
Like where's the love at man
This beat sure ain't wack man
Trent made it with his two hands
So we could eat it all up
Just like we
the heights but I wanted mine purer
Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the Führer
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad froze
Water colors on my neck, fuck
cocktail, you could tell, by the smell
Burn one, let the whole club know I'm here (Hey!)
Let's fly tonight
Come ride wit'cha boy and get high tonight
in the dark blues
And I spark tools that the po and the narcs use
Fuckers, y'all stupid or something
What's the point in pulling your joint if you
him shut some shit down (WHAT)
Watch him eyed by ya dame (WHAT)
Watch him come run the town (WHAT)
When he shines nothing is the same (YEAH!)
Bro is
comes, the candidate
Blue-eyed boy, United States
Vote for him, the candidate
Diamonds cut, diamonds cut for the karats
Plaster of Paris, the floats
comes, the candidate
Blue-eyed boy, United States
Vote for him, the candidate
Diamonds cut, diamonds cut for the carats
Plaster of Paris, the floats
is to see Parazitii on CD
At low prices next to Black Eyed Peas
Fuck money, fuck tax fees
We throw shit on everybody from the nineties
Like this -
We
day we'll be celebrities
We'll Pump It like the Black Eyed Peas” yeah!
Now my dreams died
cnd my real life
Keeps declinin'
I would be fine
If
over a year
I couldn't have married him though
So we just lived in sin on the road
There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town
Two days were
and her eyes were blue
The colonel and the major and the captain sought her
The sergeant and the private and the drummer boy too
But they never had
blinded by the pain
That I got up all inside
Been a victim to ways
Boy that traffic, It ain't light
Said I can't really escape
From the killers in my mind
Imma curly head blue eyed white boy who gon always pop shit
I can't show no love to these girls if I'm in love I'm toxic
She argue back I ain't doin
and a blue one for me
Another red pass sit's menacingly
On the bench
The clerk doesn't mention my father's absence
I copy my mother and clip my pass
it on me
I po' my pain in sodas like my kidney hurt, I'll never show it
Top vert Lamborghini noise, You can't fuck wit Beamer Boys
All black forces
You say you got dem keys and dem peas, shittin' me
Talkin' 'bout you got dem stacks on deck boy, shittin' me
D4L ain't what's happenin', shittin' me
peas off
our delicate patch. surfacing is
different than facing by surfeiting
and forfeiting the terrible history
of face become surfacing, which
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