Lyrics:
someway, gotta raise the roof, roof
All black shades when the sun come through
Oh, it's on like everything goes
Round up baby til the freaky show
What
get hit in the teeth
My girl’ll leave your girl like a black eyed pea
Moving faster than me? Im like crack in the streets
Ultra instinct like im Goku
that I want what you hold
Don't you dare think I'm ridin round for approval
Distant memories mama cookin different recipes
Hate them black eyed peas
eu comi a (bop bop)
Só gastamos dinheiro grande
Aqui é memo assim
Bad bitch
Parecida com a shawty do Black Eyed Peas
Dinheiro entrou
Vou comprar
that bitch and feel retarded
Last line it was super garbage
Just some scream out at the party
Leather pants like Playboi Carti
Black Eyed Peas lets get
And then we gon' shut 'em down, open up shop
First we had 'em like, "Oh", now they like, "No"
What, baby, that's how Ruff Ryders roll (Clue)
My dawgs gon'
the herb
Red-eyed flight, and I'm lookin for my red-eyed homie
Black tone, 'cause I said I might
Just hafta pass through, and let 'em hear some shit that's
impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna melt
Held down by the BEP, we strictly, new getty
Two-fifty up in front of the mic, so what it
As soon as a La stepped off (the floor)
People started hollerin' (for more)
Beggin' us to bless 'em with an (encore)
You know the Peas they game
doubt and boutta pass out
I been losing time, better find a better route
Act out, black out, what, what, what about
Strap out, slap grout, shut, shut up
covered in flies
Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes
Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy-eyed shit
And every other nigga that rap, sound like
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks, a wu, tang killer bee's on ya back
I comes for
the little wasteman
Didn't clock it?
Shut up! Movement DVD! Don't get it twisted
Representer bRAP!
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch, big up Ghetts
Dun know
Wir sind Thug-Niggas
Thuggen durch die Ghettostreets
Mit 'nem white Girl
Ähnlich wie die Black Eyed Peas
Ich bin nicht wie William
Ich bin mehr wie
day we'll be celebrities
We'll Pump It like the Black Eyed Peas” yeah!
Now my dreams died
cnd my real life
Keeps declinin'
I would be fine
If
all the hood guys scary
Round here when it's war time all black. Man don't run up your mouth, like pause that
I know a man that's on job, mek marrow fly
Black rage amplified over dope beats
Now they want to shut us down
And they don't fuck around
Check the history books, son
Black leaders die young
They
ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By
like the middle of a quiche is
Drop down now it's Megan how your knees is
Throw it back on some Black Eyed Peas shit, E.N.D bitch
start right now, and get the fuck outta here?
Hack and slash, D.J. cut it up
Money comes, it's runnin' up
Count it by the bundle, buy a baddie bitch
losing the time, keeping our focus
While we rest up at the dock, connect and charge like switch controllers
What a pair, peas in a pod
We go together like
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
down from the shelf
Romulus can't criticize but he can't bless himself
He has a tin of pea-green paint and a big roll of black tape
To vandalize these
the bloodstained sidewalk pure white
It’s still a White Christmas 'round here
For everyone else it’s a you-have-the-right-to-remain
Silent
They shut you up
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