Lyrics:
"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
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
showers
Black Eyed Pea on it, done
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
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
The world ain't always
Glad your rocking with us
Have not bit the dust
We gotta get out, get oxygen
Where is the love
Throw Black Eyed Peas
6Ft, fist bump
看我 spit flow 像熬辣醬 特別的嗆
讓你咳嗽歸咳嗽 還一遍遍地放
漸漸地方向 變得清晰
要維持狂妄你還剩下多少底氣
已經過了巔峰像 09 年的 Black Eyed Peas
but when I be on the mic 其實也沒毛病
變了不少把戲 一一被拆穿
按下對的開關
and touch your knees
I go boom boom like am black eyed peas
No dey gum body me no siamese
Leave me alone let me have my peace
Ya'll know you cannot stop me
good old pappy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear
P.O
One time for A$AP Yams
Let's go
What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like G's
Got A$AP, got Fergy with me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed
ridge
seems that billy joe macallister's jumped off the tallahatchee bridge.
well papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas
billy
past worth was measured by those
Who got less then now
Safe to say you motherfuckers know
You like my style
Paved the way for they new found vision
Now
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
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
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
witcha
I'm from the home of the neckbones
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee-pee
heads sittin on the back of Kobe's jersey
New York, Jersey, hits like a derby
Black Eyed Peas niggas know I got them Fergie's
That's why the fiends they
he do?
Why he do?
Will I am?
Black eyed peas
Where was I?
Oh, that's right
Under a rock or beneath the moon
Next to a hippie, inside a cocoon
Down deep
Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas
Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease
And duplicator crew, we put 'em all on freeze
Lock 'em in
Internet Friends aka
The best band since Black Eyed Peas
They're twisting my melon
They're the best band since Black Eyed Peas
Internet Friends
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
good old pappy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear
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,
Yes
Ready on the left?
Yes
Ready on the right?
Yes
Are you ready?
2 plus 1 is 3
1 plus 2 is 3
1 plus 1 plus 1 is 3
Classic Black Eyed Peas
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