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
Smoking on gas
And it got hell of grabba
Niggas know they can't fuck with me Nada
Be jacking it's beef
But don't really want problems
You mad
That's
my black eyed peas
Like where's the love at man
This beat sure ain't wack man
Trent made it with his two hands
So we could eat it all up
Just like we
Want it back but they don't wanna do it (don't wanna)
What the fuck nigga, I wrote that music (I)
I did that Bump and Grind, I did that 12 Play, I did
silence me
Eating black eyed peas feeling like I gotta be
Better than all these wannabes
Worked for eight hours, burn a marijuana leaf
I was feeling like
(Sing my song)
I got that How U Cow i give you eggroll now
Don't care if you want steak
I give you by mistake (does middle finger)
You want some won-ton
find us on your channel, find us on your station
We bring the movement of Black Eyed Peas-ilation
[Chorus]
And T.R.E
Gonna get the party started
Like Black Eyed Peas
So Imma Imma be
Rocking like a beat God
In the front seat of my Pri-us
I call it pri pri
Someday
want to do it right
I want to do it right away
I want to do it right now
I want to do it right away
I want to do it now
Don't want to be a dancer
shakin'|From the top floor, down to the basement (aha)|And the black guy is Scandinavian|Better believe, I've got this feeling, Black Eyed Peas|Make you put
can be a witch if, they say music is cool
And it can calm the savage beast
Then we got plenty of beats for the beasts to eat
A party animal that's
my seminar
Left school life hits hard
I can preach my words from Marge
Diamond pearls hit hard
Come through like a g6
Back on my black eyed pea ish
whom
Have I harmed by
What I've said? What moral defection
Have I suggested? No, i
Don't want to chicken out now come on, pal
The clock's running
Hasn't
on to the next with the words we bless
'cause Black Eyed Peas is comin' hotter than sex
We're writin', rhymin', makin' the beats
Okay, hip hop blazers bringin'
don't shop on my hit list
'cause I can be a witch if
They music is cool, and it can calm the savage beast
Then we got plenty of beats for
knocked him out
Had that nigga begging for his life like dem boys from the south
Black Eyed Peas don't got nothin on boy, he love to scream and shout
Had
long to decide
That Earl had to die
Good bye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas
They tasted alright to me, Earl
You feelin' weak?
Why don't you lay
(Where's the love)
I think they all distracted by the drama and
Attracted to the trauma, mamma
(Where's the love)
I think they don't understand the concept
long to decide
That Earl had to die
Good bye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas
They tasted alright to me, Earl
You feelin' weak?
Why don't you lay
and every artist y'all got, I want 'em
So run em, they don't wanna fuck wit me then I'll gun 'em
So don't get me started
'cause lately I been on my Black
parted
Got it out like its retarded
No black eyed peas or black eyes
Got out I smack like black ice yea
All these hoes think that they got it
Outside they
experience because that's what I am
Produce like will i am this soul food black eyed peas
I stayed with a black eye tryna' fight to breath
Take advantage
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
from the Phil.
We contain the hypnotical skill that'll kill
You dealin' with the g-r-e-a-t
Black Eyed Peas guy, hella in a g
Cause we holler in
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