Lyrics:
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
Showed me Black Eyed Peas
And I showed her mac dreez
Bitch asked me what the fees
Too much
Her ex really be tryna see where I be
But he don't see she be
a click clack
So I go Tap Dat
Hope it don't blow back
Oh my god I've blown up my ballsack
Tap Dat baby
Wang gone crazy
Purple eyed monster
He don't wanna
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
he's Black
He could have Ebola so send him back
In fact keep an eye on the Black Eyed Peas
Mostly Black and Guy don't worry about Peas
And the Cosbys
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
get into you
Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas
Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease
And duplicator crew, we put 'em all on freeze
I love soul food corn bread and greens
I was thinking Fregie nice with black eyed peas
On the side of my southern fried steak
Smothered in gravy its
thought I was soppy
But I'm not sloppy
Now that I'm awake lets see how hard we can take it now
I may not be a Black Eyed Pea but Imma be
What I set out
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
called B-E-P
That's Black Eyed Peas, down with speed
Watch to the T- to the O-N-Z
Now would never gettin chased
So don't ever think about stoppin me
Ryan:
called B-E-P
That's Black Eyed Peas, down with speed
Watch to the T- to the O-N-Z
Now would never gettin chased
So don't ever think about stoppin me
Ryan:
to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D
My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the white girl look Chinese
OHB,
Eyes wide shut girl
Been up for a week
Never stop working
Always on your feet
Dance to my beat
Dan-dance to my beat
Bittersweet
Every single time that we
and pretty to die
so pass us by
Give up the ghost,
black-eyed spider
We be fallin' up
Never fallin' down
We keep it on higher level
Elevated ground
Wherever in your area
City or your nation
Black Eyed Peas is known
WHO AM I
A romance novel
An R & B love song
A soul food dinner
I'm talkin'
Black-eyed peas
Candied yams and cornbread
Men
Always claim me as wifey
myself a dime piece
Love the way she hump
Just like a black eyed peas
One too many secrets
Left my shawty's speechless
Had to fight the feeling, till I hit
of every man ...
STAN
Or woman.
REG
Why don't you shut up about women, Stan, you're putting us off.
STAN
Women have a perfect right to play a part in our
miss the folks I love, ma's home cooking
Sittin' 'round the fire at a catfish fry
I miss the black eyed peas, mustard greens
Candied yams, home
hay mañana
Vamos al party ahorita, yo no sé mañana
Party like no mañana
We party like this
No mañana (prra)
Rumba (yo)
Rumba
Black Eyed Peas
And
Mulligan stew to turn Jimmy Buffett's head. Woo, black-eyed peas and them
Good ol' collard greens, wooo. You know...
You know what...
What?
That
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
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'
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