Lyrics:
thrung black birds off center, on central, locked
up in the parker center, at the corner of adelanto
and krome, police gone bird hunting in foshalee,
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
huh
I need them rings like Bill Russell
R.I.P., boy you not messing with me
I feel like the Black Eyed Peas, I call up Fergie
I need the National Anthem
the Black Eyed Peas
Yet sweet like candied yams
It's reported and recorded on the handy cams
It be like jammy jams
And he's no Grammy Fan
Came in
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
answers
Wishing they was handed to you by all the masters
Got a black eyed halo, a black eyed halo
Banged and bruised up, nowhere to go
Digging
Right up in hurr, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in hurr, and don't bend wit da pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh,
and cut like machetes
And I'm rockin the shit steady
Like no doubt, the show's sold out
They know how I rolled in when I rolled out
Black Eyed Pea
Clamped, Chanel number nine
Came out a clam, blew out her mind
She like, damn, bitch blew a line
Now she wanna dance,
Serving black eyed peas, like Sam-I-Am
slippin (I'm neva slippin)
Say what you want
I really give a f**k
Sleepin on me
Boi you gotta wake up
Going to the top
It ain't gonna be luck
Black Eyed
to blow you off
Even when the four winds blow
She kinda passes by like she don't feel it
No, momma, she don't feel it
One of these days I'm gonna dive
want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
Roll down on her
Now you got black-eyed peas
Carrot greens
Collard greens
Cornbread
Watermelon
And for dessert
Pork butts
Eat heartily gentlemen
I got
the people from here.
Take it from me We ain't never gonna change.
Daddy used to empty out his shotgun shells and fill 'em full of black-eyed peas.
He'd
there's a few things I'd still like to try
I've never had a nice warm fruity pie
I've never tasted macaroni and cheeses
People food like those black-eyed
My wide-eyed blonde-haired blue-eyed angel was born that night
When things get dark she's got a way of bringing out the light
She takes to stories
Right up in hurr, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in hurr, and don't bend wit da pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh,
a playtime oh
She's a black eyed goth girl
Please wait a minute
Wait a minute oh oh
She's a black eyed goth girl
She is like magic
I find it romantic
Or is
it's time for a playtime
Oh, she's a black eyed goth girl
Please, wait a minute, wait a minute
Oh
She's a black eyed goth girl
She is like magic
I find
a chainsaw through his dang skull
Thick and gluey blood spatter drains down the wall
Windows up a crack, in black you're dressed
Cut to the back, they
I, opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my
down, the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party's at
Break out the bottle of Bacardi Black
And don't look back 'cause
Here's
down the top down on the Pontiac
Where ever you wind up is where the party's at
Break out the bottle of Bacardi black
And don't look back 'cause
the authentic
The fact and the truth
It's Jae Millz, brown skin
But I black in the booth
And for the green or that white
You'll see red
Mushroom bullets hit your
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