Lyrics:
Mrs. Mary Mac, all dressed in black
She's rather fat, and she, carries a bat
She's the nosiest lady on the block when it's hot
Cops get shot when we
writing rhymes since Black Eye'd peas
Imma be yeah Ima be
Popping that bubbly
Step to me Its gone get ugly
People only call when they want somethin from me
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
Bootleggin-whiskey-rapin-black-women-and-havin-a-fat-stack-of-loot
Undercover David Duke, isn't it true
The gangster movement started long before my time
Long before the hair rag, gangster sag
Finger signs and love
you left me now
Cause I don't know where to look for love, I just don't know how
Ohhhh..
[Paul Wall]
It started off, we were two peas in the pod
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
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
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
Everybody MC Serch!
Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black
Musta been a white guy who started all that
(Make the Gas Face!) For those little white
your better half at home, she's too thirsty
Better than the Black Eyed Peas before Fergie
Ready for the open mic, the MC's curtsy
Surrounded by these
half-time baby
You know we coming back in heavy
Lets get it
Guess Cluesy on the blacklist
They be on some wack shit
Been pumping out hits, that's a fact bitch
experience because that's what I am
Produce like will i am this soul food black eyed peas
I stayed with a black eye tryna' fight to breath
Take advantage
the universe
Clearly
Things could be worse
But how bad will we let it get
Before we decide to make a difference
Until then, I wish you the best bet
Which is
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
from me, let's not be at odds
We're more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my hustle now flows
I once gave it away, at 30 grams a O
The road to my soul wasn't paved with gold
It was paved with hot 97 mix tapes and HOV
Curry and roti on mommy's stove
Black ballerinas in Harlem
I Don’t know when it happened/ Started dodging the spotlight/Realized me and alot of niggas are not alike/Arrogant but that’s out of spite/Slaps is
HIBERNAL BITCH
SMOKIN KUSH FROM A CAMEL,
YES I HAD TO GET IT STARTED,
JUST LIKE BLACK EYED PEAS,
IM IN THE DESERT, GOT RETARTED
KUSH FROM A CAMEL, KUSH,
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
tiran beef mientras yo me tomo un feca te cabio
Pero por falso karateka bro
Bring the motherfucking mic and I won't drop it
Like the Black Eyed Peas
eye and she call it cock eyed
My bath tub lift up, my walls do a 360
She get so wet, it gave me sea sickening
Niggas expect some sort of leniency
banging back
Then we gon' fade to black then we gon' fade to black
I left the crib walking, drove a Mercedes back
You wasn't blessed with ambition so
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
I'm a good guy and that you know
Well I think you get it but I don't think you get it
Myself worth I'll straight admit it
I'm a catch girl don't let
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