Lyrics:
nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat
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
you scoped and hit you like a loan shark
Your teams gone dark
No krowmunnication
Should have quit when asked
And been remunerated
You're
I want you to be the way I want you to be and when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape, something sticky for security wrapped tight around
letters out of record
It's Meth, you heard it through the wire I could be more
Or washed up like Sonny Black's body on the seashore
That's a problem, I
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
see you at Glastonbury next week for a few toots (Oh, more than a few)
Yeah, we'll be spending all of the leftovers from Black Eyed Peas, Graham Norton
I want you to be the way I want you to be
And when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape,
Something sticky for security wrapped tight around
Eyed Peas and Q's and it's gon' "Get Retarded"
Fees for shoes, Ivizu jeans breezing through
Leaving your team green and blue
Only thing, the thing
the beans
Spilling the tea
I got more soul than some black eyed peas
The only reason I'm good cause he greater than me as that's real
I'm a little rachet but
have black eyed peas and collared greens
And if you're from the North there's stuff just for you
Like king crab legs and Eskimo pie, too
They have
in the sky, greens wit the turkey neckbones and the peas black eyed
Yeah whole food, soul food, wait don’t cut the track…..
or black-eyed peas, some Nescafe and ice
A candy bar, a falling star, or a reading from Doctor Seuss
Call me when you try to wake her up
(Call me when you
Lil ma circle by my house wit' the weed trap
Now my Zip-Lock's be full of bubble-kush
Spark it like a broads bush when she's on douche
Fruit
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
that my soul mate would be
Sitting beside me during the LC
Going to the discos and hoping we would meet
Dancing in the dark to the Black Eyed Peas
Momma don't fix them black-eyed peas
Like she done back on the farm.
My that wife of mine is a sight
Wears that girdle to darned tight
Gonna learn
sturdy
I ain’t so early that I don’t
Know how to carve a turkey
Plus I’m clean, I can purchase a burnie
And put a couple black eyed
Peas up in his fergie
boy a place to dream
Thank you for old Cane Pole the fishin' hole
The grits and black eyed peas thank you Missippi for lovin' me
Then my family moved
Sunday morning catch a speckled perch
Been bad all week i got to go to church
That afternoon its all you please
Fried chicken mash patatas black-eyed peas
Mary's standing in the kitchen
Singing songs hers momma use to sing
Sweet smell of bread in the oven
Black eyed peas on New Year's Day
She said I
now let's not get too sporty, son)
When the collard green juice gets the bread wet
When you're up so close that you can smell the sweat
Off a black
it begins
To rain torrentially and it sounds like someone has emptied about a million packets of
Dried peas on top of the roof of the bus. 'what if it
parted
Got it out like its retarded
No black eyed peas or black eyes
Got out I smack like black ice yea
All these hoes think that they got it
Outside they
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