Lyrics:
Plug send me four Migos
Said the peas flying in and out
The stash in the cargo
Told little mama touch the dope, serve a j
And save one if he comes
greens?
Do you want it on your candy sweets?
Do you want it on your pickled beets?
Give it to me, give it to me, give me
Do you want it on your rice
greens
She knows they taste good
Daisy loves her greens!
Now you try, open wide
Eat these yummy greens
"No I don't want to!"
But these are yummy greens
melon
Proper folks sigh
But if I can't have you
Part of me dies
Black-eyed peas
Will make a sister mean
Fight you for them
Until the grass ain't green
a
Super-hot pot of sugary sea-green tea with me at three
And a very big butternut squash
Eat peas and honey
Not beef or cheese
Put peanut butter on a bun
Not
suppose to have my back
Girl pass the peas like we used to do
Pass the peas like we used to do
I got the green but these racks blue
Ooo, ooo
Pass the peas
Green her garden grows
She sits on a fence, Sweet Pea
I'll follow Sweet Pea
Oil cans for a giant heart
The children laughed trying on her shoes
deep throat
Who want smoke shoot a nigga like a free throw
Nigga you don't want smoke, pull the cutta out a pea coat
Jeans wit a strap like MFG
Got
southern food I know you hear me.
Pigeon peas, macaroni, and the chicken babe.
Cooking like it's thanksgiving.
Bitch I got my pots…
You're just waking up
There she goes
She walks like she'd rather not be in clothes
A seashell tear flows
Photographs and a waxed rose
A good soul everybody knows
Green
commitment issues, I'm committed to the music scene
I'm tryna stay clean I ain't smoking no green, I'm making tracks whilst stacking my peas
I dun told you
Peas and rice
How bout that
Y'all are y'all are regular
Degular
Peas and rice how bout that
Y'all are Y'all are squares
How bout I buy you a drink
uptown to Harlem
Gonna let my hair down in Harlem
I'm gonna eat me some chicken, and some black-eyed peas
Some barbequed ribs and some collard greens
vegetables
Time for your greens
Open up; 1, 2, 3
Try some peas, please!
That's right! You're doing great!
Time for your vegetables
Time for your greens
Open
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Roll up
Yeah, my dreams were realized
The wings was double fried
My green was stuffed
brush off those wack little haters like plaque
With the elemental P's and the Peas that be Black
With the element of freeze so please stand back
Tell
Red black and green that's the cheat code
We be in the East but they gon' tap in from on site or remote
I be lookin' piqued in this pea coat
Then I
And run over niggas like opossums
Froze on the road with my bike on they cornea
Man I'm warning ya, look, the Black Eyed Peas is formin' up
Ring around
Blue pea blue pea blue pea blue legume
I was hanging around in my room
Thinking about a blue legume
Usually they are green
I don't know why I was
Street sweep go boom and the AK rattle
Show your face 'round here again if you wanna battle
Smokin' on Seth Green bitch I'm without a paddle
Smokin'
you
That makes me feel alive
If the green left the grass on the other side
I would make like a tree and leave
But if I reached for your hand, would
my gut
Goose pea coat on Frank Lucas
American Gangster in the cut
Blue water got me drowning
But this Perc hold me up
She like Tiffany Prada I put her
Crash Bandicoot
They waitin' for the wrong extension, give it up, I won't salute (I won't)
Split pea, I left 'em leakin' like a can of soup
Now your
Veggie, veggie, veggie, veggie
Veggie, veggie, veggie, veggie vegetables!
Carrots, broccoli, runner beans and peas
Swede, parsnip, spinach
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