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Peas rice an peas
You look Good cooked food rice an peas
Rice an peas rice an peas
You look Good cooked food rice an peas
Rice an peas rice an peas

my hair grease
I wanna know your, know your flow
Do you see high or see low
I be making hits with Cee-lo
In a mustard yellow pea coat
Climbed a tree

and I look alike

Doesn't really matter if it's black or white
Blue, purple, pink or yellow, mellow
Green like a pea, brown as a tree
Or a red lip, ya go

In a pod like a bunch of peas 
Washington with a cherry tree 
I love wood and D.C. 
Shoes that is, fuck presidency 

Jokes love this swag country 
Its

sensu bean, heal my body when I fix this track
Like whipping the crack, cook rice and pea's 
Piccolo herbs, mix with the tree's 
When I whip that pam,

Grow like a tree
You little round pea
With eyes like fireflies
Destined to see

Glow like a star
You know who you are
Wiggle your little way
For

go downtown
Or We can find a place for two
Just take my hand and I'll show you
Stare at the stars
Fall into dreams
Peas in a pod
Under a tree
I got

the breeze
Might just be a rookie but soon ill smoke some tree
With black eyed peas bitch Imma imma imma imma be
Only cool with the crew when we actin stupid

take for us to see
That honey we
Are two peas in a
Pod on the tree
Of our future in harmony

road is lonely

Two peas in a pod a
Tree falls when the song drops
Dreams stall when the mind stops
I fly so freely manana
I'm sauced like an enchilada

to you how else could it be / Like a pod and a pea a leaf on a tree facial symmetry that’s you and me / You float above me protect and cover me / I reach

Sweet Pea apple of my eye
Take me down to your cherry tree
I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know
What's going on under your sleeve
Sweet Pea touch

I'm dreaming vegetables.  I'm counting peas
I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street
I'm kissing broccoli.  Dancing with swedes
I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming vegetables
I'm counting peas
I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street
I'm kissing broccoli.  Dancing with swedes
I'm dreaming

I'm dreaming vegetables.  I'm counting peas
I'm driving a cucumber up and down my street
I'm kissing broccoli.  Dancing with swedes
I'm dreaming

My neighbours wanna sleep in peace
Landlady's all about her peas
Cuz on the phone calling me money tree
But my bank balance's giving me fits
My

is grind, member them times, we used to shop at the Dollar Tree
Money and power, that's my zodiac sign, nigga I'm countin' G's
But honestly, I came

This beat is funky like when mom would clean them chitlin's
Collard green's corn bread all of the fixin's
Black-eyed pea's on new years traditions

Yo
Check it
Ay
Ay B. V. to you 

Black Eyed Peas
With some gravy in a pot
Mix it up 
You know I'm coming in with that hot
Light em up
You know they

you as naughty
Stuck with presents underneath the tree
None of them were even for me
They were all for my sweet pea
She left me on Christmas Eve
Stuck

Tree Hugger

Rugburns

Taking the World by Donkey

1995

I could wear some clothes, on my voice I have no choice

Feed me peas and feed me corn and feed me wild oats
Let's move to the hills together

tree
Eat up all the pieces, 1 2 3
Mmmm broccoli, mmmm broccoli
Nom nom nom nom, let's eat broccoli
Yummy, so yummy, I love it, I love it
Yummy, so yummy,

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

Apple tree, apple tree
Are your blossoms blooming just for me?
Remember when you were just a lil' seed
I planted you in my garden I always did