Lyrics:
good old pappy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear
P.O
One time for A$AP Yams
Let's go
What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like G's
Got A$AP, got Fergy with me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed
ridge
seems that billy joe macallister's jumped off the tallahatchee bridge.
well papa said to mama as he passed around the black eyed peas
billy
I'm sayin'? Haterade, tall cases
Everybody hate somebody
Guess we all racist
Black Eyed Peas do a song about love and y'all hate this
All these protests
witcha
I'm from the home of the neckbones
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee-pee
past worth was measured by those
Who got less then now
Safe to say you motherfuckers know
You like my style
Paved the way for they new found vision
Now
heads sittin on the back of Kobe's jersey
New York, Jersey, hits like a derby
Black Eyed Peas niggas know I got them Fergie's
That's why the fiends they
Black Thought, yo, the skill assisted
By the Mal-ik B
The symbol you remember me to be type valid
Disastrous, the master just bust
This for the listener
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
Strong communicator called the Black Eyed Peas
Hard illustrator co-coordinate with ease
And duplicator crew, we put 'em all on freeze
Lock 'em in
Internet Friends aka
The best band since Black Eyed Peas
They're twisting my melon
They're the best band since Black Eyed Peas
Internet Friends
miss the folks I love, ma's home cooking
Sittin' 'round the fire at a catfish fry
I miss the black eyed peas, mustard greens
Candied yams, home
good old pappy when the blessing is said
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas
And all that stuff and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear
to the V.I.P
I got my lil' niggas in the club, fuck I.D
My niggas kill at will, give you black eyed peas
And the molly make the white girl look Chinese
OHB,
Yes
Ready on the left?
Yes
Ready on the right?
Yes
Are you ready?
2 plus 1 is 3
1 plus 2 is 3
1 plus 1 plus 1 is 3
Classic Black Eyed Peas
witcha
I'm from the home of the neckbones
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee-pee
Fillin' up his plate with black eyed peas and side meat
And a great big hunk of my dear sweet mama's hot buttered cornbread
Take me home
Take me home
Black eyed man he took the blame
For the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
thought I was soppy
But I'm not sloppy
Now that I'm awake lets see how hard we can take it now
I may not be a Black Eyed Pea but Imma be
What I set out
at me
I swear it's just a tragedy
Can never catch a break
Black Eyed Peas, the way I'm feeling all the hate
I be thinking "Where's the love?"
Cause I
Ridge"
"Today Billy Joe Mac Allister
Jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
Papa said to Mama as he passed
Around the black eyed peas
"Well, Billy Joe never
is just the black-eyed blues"
Oh, I'm old enough to wonder but too young
To understand the tricks that older women play to trap a younger man
They
cursed
I slip, I stumble, I crawl
Back to square one
My black-eyed beauty's beaten down
Crushed beneath my expectations
Feel of failure
Is blocking my
time I'm on some shit they
Be like "you killin' 'em"
He said I ain't on that shit
Black Eyed Peas "well Will I am"
5 percent on everything so you don't
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