Lyrics:
Malcolm X, peekin' outside my window
Everybody wanna be black, but don't nobody wanna be a nigga, uh
Everybody tryna get dreads and shit (dreads
that y'all,uh
[Chorus]
[Outro: Phife Dawg] (will)
Yeah, Black Eyed Peas in the house and uh (yeah)
One fourth of Tribe in the house and uh (yeah)
We
don't wanna see me sneeze
Wrestling with depression you could get DDTed
I'm the link like EBT where black like BET
Shout to my London niggas at the BBC
all in the way
Pick a side, don't get hit by a stray
And I ran up a band today
I'm in a all black Nissan, right now I'm teed up
I'm with your bitch
Backin' up from behind
Black eyed looks from those bible books
He's a man with a mission
Got a serious mind
There was a woman in the jungle
Black eyed looks from those Bible books
He's a man with a mission, got a serious mind
There was a woman in the jungle
And a monkey on a tree
Black Eyed Peas
Girls wanna fuck your niggas
Niggas gotta wanna be you
Lining up around the block so that they can get to see you
I feel like I find
with his shepherd's crook.
I'll tell it all in my new book.
When they lead you to the wood,
remember that you always should
leave a trail of black-eyed
Batman with his fist, shut up, get of my Dick
I'm sending all these peas you can call it the Gotham clique
I don't care bout your friends, they'll
(Ghost) Riders In the Sky
Vaughn Monroe
Peak Billboard position # 1 in 1949
Monroe may not have sung it precisely this way but a recording by
moves only done by me, not for some hoe
You ain't the OG boss, no original sauce
Now that I made a new wave, everyone wanna learn how to surf now
I'm
him do I look like the Black Eyed Peas
Even if you had insurance you couldn't get this sleeze
Think its a joke that's why your bitch fuck me sleeze
I
just said
my mother she's a honkey
my dad's kentucky fried
i don't know what the hell i'm on
so 1, 2...1, 2, 3 slam!!!
back at home it's black eyed peas
Like the 6th symphony
Bro fuck black eyed peas
I'll eat any beat
That these mfers
Wanna send to me
I'm fresh and dope and wild and wicked
get your ticket, come straight to the jam I'll rip it
Original lyrics, original lyrics, original lyrics,
Will.I.Am the misdated,
Black Eyed Peas, Medusa Rocking over the Ozo rhythms
I'll scope you out mid-range, I take full aim
Target MC's like big game
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
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
shoes, blow stacks
Relax kids, black kids got a cravin' for cribs
Until we get back, unpack, leave the MAC with your Wis'
But whatever, I gotta hit
shoes, blow stacks
Relax kids, black kids got a cravin' for cribs
Until we get back, unpack, leave the MAC with your Wis'
But whatever, I gotta hit
to decide
That Earl had to die, goodbye Earl
Those black-eyed peas, they tasted alright to me, Earl
You're feelin' weak? Why don't you lay down
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
trees from these black seeds
This is cornbread
And black-eyed peas
This is fish fry
And my fly steez
Don't drip grease on my fire
Please
I got 16
12 Times
Rude Boy Style
Honesty a de best policy,
so me come fe tell ono de truth 'bout me
All leggo beast dem bettah fi step back,
becah original DR. RING
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