Lyrics:
[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about
don't mean to be a wiseguy officer
The honest truth, what really happened is
I just came from a plane from Dominican Republic
By the time I got
on them, me, boy
Scared, jungle this, them haunts the war, but not them get this
Then they wonder why, so them count the penny
Party by must skill and pop
woman
Let's bring it on home
Times they are a changing
We've been blowin in the wind
So don't stop believing
Cause we won't get fooled again
So that's
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
don't mean to be a wiseguy officer
The honest truth, what really happened is
I just came from a plane from Dominican Republic
By the time I got
here trying to heal by the sea
Smiling while you dancing
Beauty everlasting
Camera zoom is panning
Pain can be so taxing
Time just stop, distracted
Ortiz]
One quarter of Slaughter reportin to you live
from a corner where reporters stop by
Since somebody playin pow-pow
shots fly out a glock-9 'til you
Drive slow
I don't remember how it happened
Everything went black
Every everything went
And I'm so sorry
Missed your party
We can make it up tomorrow
If
couldn't believe her eyes
I walked in with cape, with jewels on, you know I'm the captain
Outside by the Cadillac three brothers rappin', soundin' wack
I'm leaving my door open wide tonight
You come in stary-eyed
You get back to doing your chores
Yeah working hard
And we don't even get that mad
Tap Dat baby
Wang gone crazy
Purple eyed monster
He don't wanna give up
No no
Mr. Johnson
Hot dog love song
Unicorn mountain
He ain't never go'ne stop
me, back in 1984
When I went to a party with the master plan
To step up, and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there, from junior high to high
Alpina's, nigga, on white Lincoln's, nigga
Black beamers, nigga, they can't see us, nigga (naw)
Sometimes I get so offended by it
Don't compare me to none
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tryin' to run up on me, looking all sharp-eyed Outside, sittin' over there
Parked by the curb
of gangs, living by and dying by the sword
Block parties, fools stamp debit cards
Your hood ain't no different from ours
We share the same dreams, same money
They don't want me to live in the end of my block
'Cause when I get to the killer I don't stop
Partyin' with the ladies I pull in Mercedes you know we
with black and white
I bring you some color in your head
But don't think my loving coming easy I ain't no nympho
Stop trying to tease
For only one
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
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
the first girl I kissed
It was Christine when I was ten
I'd been told we were moving away
I thought I'd never see her again
Oh don't forget me
I'll be
Blazing with the posse, trill is what I embody
Wearing all black like the Panther party, Deleting freaks like Matt Hardy
Going extreme on the weak
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
stop hatin'
It was the weed, it was the trees (I'm sayin' you need to pass that weed)
Whatever, don't hate, congratulate
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