Lyrics:
know this bitch by tha name of danielle
Body of a goddess face from hell
But oh shit, this wasn't the average bitch
Her coochie was cavi and she liked
Roll up that za I smoke exotic by the pea
No one can ever help you out when you tell 'em that you in need
Daddy always told me play with them lions you
banana pudding and a side order of black-eyed peas
I stopped at the grocery store
I'm gonna load up my refrigerator
I'm gonna sit down and watch
the backpack
Play my way outta shit like it's black jack
Everyday I just sit a trap
Even when I'm tryna relax
Yeah your thottie sit on my lap
Yeah she wet like I
Buck
Fuck chuck, my nigga to the end is Kurupt
Bee bee eyed Buck does it all,
I make your gun jam
With shells from my gun,
Feels like a body slam
on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
daily like a Carson
Black eyed peas let's get this shit started
I really do this shit Im trying hardly
Had to leave em behind I came a lil farther
Dripped
Black black
Black black
King
Skin Black
Come feel that
Rock a bandana like Tupac
I been that
Rock a durag or wave cap
I lay my shit
(Yo, double, A,
so much that they pudgy
And I'm buggy eyed at the prize
Got my mind, wired no time for demise
Got to bring you this rock and roll
Like a cold foot
pane, Bruno Mars e pane
Ma rap no
Seventeen e pane, Jason Mraz e pane
Ma rap no
E non faccio neanche EDM, rock o pop
Tra Shawn Mendes, Black Eyed Peas ed
Startin' a revolution with my kids
My cell block, whatever, held rock but never
Too close to the sword, he
Got jail dropped forever, black Jesus
To this
Peng black girls see i love them the most
Peng black girls in my area code
Peng black girls cant call them no hoes
To the Peng black girls that put
like I'm 2 3
Stay grippy keep two 2 2 3's
Fork in the pot like 2 peas
Bitch suck my cock on 2 knees
I do this shit with ease
Get plays overseas
Grew up
about
Hit the scene and get to showing out
Rock designer you never heard of
Cold blooded murder
Kush got me heavy-eyed
Shoes cost me 35
Doors on suicide
As he passed around them black-eyed peas
That's soul food
You know what I'm talkin' about
Said "Ol' Billie Joe ain't never had a
Lick of sense in his
the ceiling
Like the Black Eyed Peas, guess I got a feeling
I gotta get my money right
I'm bout to catch another flight
Chase that bag all day all night
Pull up
of livin'
Never giving a shit
'Cause we living in it
Thinkin about takin' my own life
I might as well, 'cept they might not sell weed in Hell
of livin'
Never giving a shit
'Cause we living in it
Thinkin about takin' my own life
I might as well, 'cept they might not sell weed in Hell
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
out there tryna keep me from bein' the artist
I admit I'm at rock bottom (oh, oh)
And this shit has rocked my mind (my mind)
I'm callin' on my hood,
Black eyed peas and get to snapping
Bend my knee, don't make it tragic
Some thinking that it's kingdom, but the practicing magic
Sprinkling Jesus dus,t
that they stuff in a bear
I pack two barettas, never bust in the air
Twist your shit back, spit til my gat sits back
Pack four pieces like a Kit
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