Lyrics:
Choctaw Ridge
Today, Billie Joe MacAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Papa said to mama, as he passed around the black-eyed peas
"Well, Billie
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
Queen City USA I do my thing fellow,
Without the bling, Hello
Ayoo I'm drinving slowowww
Ch-ch Checkin out the flowowww
King tubby Dub style on my
dagger!
Hit you between the eyes!
I cook my Black-Eyed Peas
While the black guy pees
Please, wear a black tie, please
Tell the black guy peace!
I use my
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
Eyed Peas
You know my steez, down south to New Orleans
Headshots, hot slugs left my heart on freeze
Flippin' packs, daydreamin' right in front
Black eyed peas, but you ain't heard of 'em
Yo wife got black eyed beats that's why you servin it
And I just keep on curing it, She peg me, I'm enduring
of national security, making anti-muck
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by
you and me
banana pudding and a side order of black-eyed peas
I stopped at the grocery store
I'm gonna load up my refrigerator
I'm gonna sit down and watch
Dropping more bombs than the U.S. army
You could never harm me, even if you harm me
I’ll climb up out of my grave, like a zombie
A fan of Black Eyed Peas not
Might make you kill your mates by the end of my show
I got a voice you should know
I'm the Emperor, a.k.a, the Killer Scare Krow
Ever been hit with a Krow
the buck wild style that make you get hyper
I got the knowledge of god, sevens all in my cipher
I got the new york hip hop so it goes on and on
Lose my mind,
off by random nuckas
Everybody knows me
And all the bitches blows me
Stop fucking around
It's not my fault my Black
Friend Jesus chose me
I did it all
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 Peas
That's that shit, mhm mhm, yeah,
them Black Eyed Peas
Kids say 'That's the jam'
Beatnuts baby back by popular demand
Drop another jam sock you and your man
If you don't know by now, BLAM
'Cause we don't play
We do it like this
The Black Eyed Pea way (Pea way)
Do what we do, not what we say (say)
Get on the floor and shake your thang
to Sydney
We rock the earth
'Cause we don't play
We do it like this
The Black Eyed Pea way (Pea way)
Do what we do, not what we say (say)
Get
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
a Friday night
Cause ol’ Benny baby is in my sight
Sure as hell gonna get me right
Through those many long and lonely nights
Black beauties and blue eyed
have black eyed peas and collared greens
And if you're from the North there's stuff just for you
Like king crab legs and Eskimo pie, too
They have
black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution when wet"
By the track wetter
The ass-spreader
I love the grimey shit even my girl did grimey shit to me
And I went
Flo-Rida's up next, Got Black Eyed Peas on my playlist
Busta Rhymes "Break Ya Neck" DAMN...
Rick Ross Til im paid man, 50 Cent with the flex
Won't
retreivers
Flood of releases Straight from the coast of gold you know its Gold im receiving golden receiver (shine)
feaning for black eyed peas across
the suu
(lie in cut for y'all)
Check it out
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks,
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