Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Don't you go calling that kettle black
And when you get ticked off
Water off a duck's back
Living by the good word
Built on more than wood
That's
mi playlist
where is the love?
pero esa es de black eyed peas
yeah
CORO X2 UNTIL FADE
the type
Of bells that freedom rings
What that means you and me we got the keys
We could get it started like the
Black Eyed Peas and yeah
I say we start
mama from the drama
My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up
Yo 8Ball, hit the marijuana
Yeah, yeah, 8Ball blazin' the hay
And hella pound almost everyday
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey hey hey hey
Verse 1:
Hold yo tongue
Heard
that makes just me want to just go gay
You push commitment, but I will do as I please
My lap prefers a frozen bag of peas
Your nagging makes me want
bitch thats why his Dawg died
Put this drac to his face leave him Cross eyed
Ayy Beam onna gun how the fuck I’ma miss
I get niggas killed then i go
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
got too much sins
Hey, hey
I got too much sins
Mama say I'm out of pocket
I got too much sins
Other bitches in my wallet
I got too much sins
All these
a care...in this old world..
Does mama cook pork chops & beans...
Black eyed peas and turnip greens?
Is there ham & a gravy bowl?
With hot biscuits
area of black America
Did you ever eat cornbread and black eye peas
Or watermelon and mustard greens?
Get high as you can on Saturday night
Go
Hey Todd, you on? (Am I on?)
The foundation was laid several years ago
I built a whole empire in your stereo
Got a four leaf clover representin
meno dell'indiano
Dei Black Eyed Peas
Il corriere fa carriera e gira
Su un Porsche Carrera questa è l'Italia
Mettimi assente e dammi dieci in pagella
real (I can take you all around the world)
She like black Bentley Coupes, black Day-tons
Black interior, black ridin' shotgun
Black four-five, black
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 says, "Mama, he's just being
tylko kief
Jak trzymam fryzurę w tle L'Oréal G
Za tych co pod woda palę dżys
Nowe Black Eyed Peas bo kręcimy Humpsy hips
These hips don't lie
Nieziemski
pół
Koi nikotyna i pół litra na stół
Nie pytaj gdzie jest miłość jak Black Eyed Peas
Syf i cynizm tańczą bluesa jak Breakout dziś
Szybkie fury szybki
cocktail, you could tell, by the smell
Burn one, let the whole club know I'm here (Hey!)
Let's fly tonight
Come ride wit'cha boy and get high tonight
I sleep late and pop early
You won't fade me, I'm custom made you cant scare me
Put some peas over black eyes like boxing Fergie
U see me like crips
Hey, my name is not Protocol
And I ain't nobody's stigma or statistic
Hey, hey lady, you know who you are.
You think you helpin' me by insertin'
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
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
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
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