Lyrics:
Ain't the Black Eyed Peas
This shit ain't happy
I'm trashy, boastful bitch MC
My rhymes are painful and fresh
My pussy's tastin' the best
I'm face
We the people want to fix it, but disappear if we try
Twisted media will show the revolution televised
This song is probably already flagged by the FBI
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
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
I'm taking a piss
Securing di ranta, di dollar, di Ps
I Got A feeling, Black Eyed Peas
Ko e fetsa ka di R.I.Ps
Peace
Peace
Peace
Yah Peace, Peace
Peace
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
Wir sind Thug-Niggas
Thuggen durch die Ghettostreets
Mit 'nem white Girl
Ähnlich wie die Black Eyed Peas
Ich bin nicht wie William
Ich bin mehr wie
„SUVs“ (holla)
Es geht nur boom-boom-boom
So wie die Black Eyed Peas
Trau' niemandem aus Prinzip
Ah, schon gar nicht bei mei'm Business
Hab's früh
spittin', uh
Been eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'
Platinum links, chinky-eyed blonde haired honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs
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
And T.R.E
Gonna get the party started
Like Black Eyed Peas
So Imma Imma be
Rocking like a beat God
In the front seat of my Pri-us
I call it pri pri
Someday
stop from coming back, can't stop from leaving you
Can't stop from being me, can't stop from being true
Back to back, we falling up like Black Eyed Peas
Słoń: Mam to w chuju!
Nie dla nas Black Eyed Peas, bo jak Słoń: Mam to w chuju!
Wali, wali bas, wali bęben i ruszam,
To gówno rozpierdala Twoje bębenki
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
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
"that's so gay" now the gays say it
Only tribes we joined were Xbox clans
Now everyone's a Nazi if they voted for a man
Can Black Eyed Peas come back
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
pane, Bruno Mars e pane
Ma rap no
Seventeen e pane, Jason Mraz e pane
Ma rap no
E non faccio neanche EDM, rock o pop
Tra Shawn Mendes, Black Eyed Peas ed
on to the next with the words we bless
'cause Black Eyed Peas is comin' hotter than sex
We're writin', rhymin', makin' the beats
Okay, hip hop blazers bringin'
to the rocking
Of a Boogie beat
A tator's sticking out my ears
And eating ham hock meat
Black-eyed peas I swallow by the peck
With a slab of sow belly
That
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
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
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
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