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Peas rice an peas You look Good cooked food rice an peas Rice an peas rice an peas You look Good cooked food rice an peas Rice an peas rice an peas
Unless it's diluted, for somethin' to intrude it Then I see your family tree was uprooted So don't be foolish if you're Jewish or Hindu The racial
Sweet Pea apple of my eye Take me down to your cherry tree I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know What's going on under your sleeve Sweet Pea touch
I'm dreaming vegetables. I'm counting peas I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street I'm kissing broccoli. Dancing with swedes I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming vegetables I'm counting peas I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street I'm kissing broccoli. Dancing with swedes I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming vegetables. I'm counting peas I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street I'm kissing broccoli. Dancing with swedes I'm dreaming
My neighbours wanna sleep in peace Landlady's all about her peas Cuz on the phone calling me money tree But my bank balance's giving me fits My
is grind, member them times, we used to shop at the Dollar Tree Money and power, that's my zodiac sign, nigga I'm countin' G's But honestly, I came
This beat is funky like when mom would clean them chitlin's Collard green's corn bread all of the fixin's Black-eyed pea's on new years traditions
Yo Check it Ay Ay B. V. to you Black Eyed Peas With some gravy in a pot Mix it up You know I'm coming in with that hot Light em up You know they
you as naughty Stuck with presents underneath the tree None of them were even for me They were all for my sweet pea She left me on Christmas Eve Stuck
I could wear some clothes, on my voice I have no choice Feed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oats Let's move to the hills together
tree Eat up all the pieces, 1 2 3 Mmmm broccoli, mmmm broccoli Nom nom nom nom, let's eat broccoli Yummy, so yummy, I love it, I love it Yummy, so yummy,
southern food I know you hear me. Pigeon peas, macaroni, and the chicken babe. Cooking like it's thanksgiving. Bitch I got my pots… You're just waking up
Meet me 'neath the Hawthorn tree So I may sing to thee I'll fasten golden chain Around your neck Like weeping cherry Meet me 'neath the Rowan tree So
Apple tree, apple tree Are your blossoms blooming just for me? Remember when you were just a lil' seed I planted you in my garden I always did
and siberian suns burn She's wise and he is learned Beyond eyes and ears concern It sits down by a tree Its sits inside of thee And grows a fruit of life
knock him down like a tree Catch a fuck nigga shoot my shot like a three Fuck em crackas ian sign no plea Hit em up get em squashed like pea Hit em up wet
Yeah I'm at the big apple NYC Who is you, Yeah you not he Bitch hit my line it's sad to see Pockets fat like EDP But it can hide behind a tree That's
Paint it blue This is we Tell me something I don’t know Tell me something we can grow Into a tree down south A picket fence Down south Want you
melon Proper folks sigh But if I can't have you Part of me dies Black-eyed peas Will make a sister mean Fight you for them Until the grass ain't green
In the day When I wake To the sound of your voice In the night When we fight Over corners of a quilt Right then I know That you're the only pea for
Mosquitoes fear me, they lurk I sense Carribean sea Just sitting under the tree There's nowhere that I can't go New York, Siberian snow I mock their boundries
Just an ignorant n***a with a smart mouth I mean a smart black man with some ignorant ways A Siberian tiger with a flamethrower 'Cause this cool cat just
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