Lyrics:
And my dear old daddy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas (and side meat)
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's
She's my bug-eyed baby
She really don't see too well
The only thing that she's got going
Is her sense of smell
She's short, black and fat
But she's
a show - aint that what people here to see?
When I dribble the B-ball it's like I scribble the papel
In need to feel Black Eyed Peas's retard,
Head to head
Ya
Oh
My oh my
Oh my oh my
Oh
Ya
They wide-eyed at my swag like they seen El Chapo
Mind is gold inside like the Sistine Chapel
My smile it shines
sound
Let's get wit this, mackadocious funk material
So simple, when I rock wit' the instrumental
Who am I? (E-D the Green Eyed Bandit)
Control my
lady
My strip bonafide, at times, drove me crazy
But never think twice to make a man feel nice
Cooked me a gold curry with some peas and rice
to the window
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter
Bess, the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her
ya head with me
(Check it, check it)
Yo, case closed, erase my foes
Chased away by the black suits, shades and clothes
We above the law, Feds can't
Sentyment zrobi mi kłopoty
Jak masz tak samo - witaj w klubie
Bo nieważne co dziś lubię
Jutro wszystko będzie głupie
Słuchaliśmy razem Black Eyed Peas
Yo, I got the missions on runs
To visit the slumps
Forties a whole roll of weed
Small whole day loans
The black long roadsides to the
Clips of my
SON OF THE SOUTH
Writer Bill Anderson
I was born eatin' gravy and black-eyed peas
Cracklin' bread and turnip greens
Washin' 'em down with a big
I'm
Eyed Peas
I'm lovin givin it back, to see them raise up
I'm living for that
To keep trying means you keep failing
But if you don't keep trying
That means
the well is deep
And too hot for you to touch
Instead of a black eye
I'll give you black eyed peas
And you can pass the hot potatoes
And puff grass
And say
with
Fish fries, mustard, black-eyed peas, and cornbread
Suburban country nigga that looks like he's corn fed
I was conceived up north, but I was so
And who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black eyed daughter
Bess the landlord's daughter
Plaiting a dark red love knot
Into her long black
My skin is
Black
My kids is
Black
My car is
Black
My fam is
Black
My style is
Black
All I know is black I was born like that
Uh
Don't judge a book by
My wide-eyed blonde-haired blue-eyed angel was born that night
When things get dark she's got a way of bringing out the light
She takes to stories
Black black black black black black cocaine
Ask around who's laid up ?? straight up my ??
The most ?? dangerous, rappers on the earth surface
I serve
GRATIDÃO
É TIPO O DR. DRE NO BEAT FEAT. COM O OUTKAST
É O STYLE DA KARDASHIAN NA MARRA DO KANYE WEST
É O BLACK EYED PEAS NO FEELING DA JESSIE J.
SWING IGUAL
Meet me in the summer shade
Cuz the suns been hot like a burning blade
By the barn where the roses grow
Black eyed Susie's and crepe myrtle
Paisleys
of the realest up outta my hood UGK tryna grip in wood
Pull up to the block, shipping' good Get my dick suck while you wish women would
Hate on my style, cause I
[Redman: ]
I rule the world like Kurtis Blow with my afro blown
I'm torn out the frame drunk style stagger like Ned the Wino
For black albino I'm like
a towel
Ride sexy through the city, see me you will be aroused
My bankroll so well endowed,
Pull bitches from M-I-A to A-T-L in style
And in crowds
the ceiling
Like the Black Eyed Peas, guess I got a feeling
I gotta get my money right
I'm bout to catch another flight
Chase that bag all day all night
Pull up
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