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Don’t wanna be in Margaritaville
Or go on some Caribbean cruise
Red-eye gravy and some black-eyed peas give me a thrill
No matter how you cook it
Jambalaya, crawfish pie
File' gumbo on the bayou
Snap beans, corn bread, black eyed peas
Mustard greens, collard greens and buƩer beans
We gonna party like
from the Black Eyed Peas
Number one Billboard entry
Don’t get me started this
Ain’t no petty party
I’m hardly new to the game
I served my time in
due
Level up when I roll up, ain't wanna do it but I had to
Black Black
Pants, shoes, shirt, and mask
Finna rob a n**** for the crown
While you
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed
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
Chicken, Collard Greens,
Hush Puppies and Black Eyed Peas.
Gumbo, Po' Boys, Sweet Potato Pie,
cll mashed up in Bacon Grease.
Steak! Whiskey and Butter!
priceless
Real like them Rahway Lifers, nuttin but time on my hands
Observe the black sands in the hourglass, fallin fast
In the savage land haulin ass,
Verse
No light black on snow white black ice,
She told me special occasion
normally it's no black guys,
last one gave me black eyed
Peas wit back swine
(They dribble on my balls in the whip, now that's a sports car)
Dog, you gotta see him when he drive by
(Cock-eyed) Have all the Ladys goin' GaGa
Me?
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
mama's pinto beans
I'm a little bit homesick
June bugs and black eyed peas
I'm a little bit homesick
Why don't you take me home?
Why don't you take me
Temple cross was done by Billie Jean's
Black Misses America, your name is Erica, right, true
Lazy eyeball, small feet, six shoe
Caramel complexion,
rock
Black-eyed Susans on a field of dreams
Bible belt tightens up some loose jeans
And when you see it there you go, "Oh by all means"
priceless
Real like them Rahway Lifers, nuttin but time on my hands
Observe the black sands in the hourglass, fallin fast
In the savage land haulin ass,
just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy
The peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off
Like you think you can
By
About the trouble he was in
Yeah deep down in his soul
He just wantedå¼o go
An you can tell by the look on his face
He's all caught up with the need
been tokin'
Smokin' that stuff again
Yeah, we had our fair share of hard times
Down at the end of the trail
We raised maters and taters and black-eyed
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singin' in the car, gettin' lost upstate
Autumn
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
ball, made a call for some back-up
For lil' homies and my dogs in the black truck
"Buck buck" was the sound as they gats burst
No need for ambulance,
Un body like that, pump it como Black Eyed Peas
Sus temas se pegan antes del release
Matando la liga, rest in peace
Cuidado con la mirada de
a chainsaw through his dang skull
Thick and gluey blood spatter drains down the wall
Windows up a crack, in black you're dressed
Cut to the back, they
An old cowpoke went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed
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