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Ray Charles

 

Ray Charles

(álbum: Breakfast - 2012)


[Intro x2]
(Ray Charles) Ooh boy, open your eyes
A girl like me ain't waiting all night
Ooh boy, better think twice
I got that honey, that sugar, that spice (Ray Charles)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hey yo I'm feeling like Ray Charles
I got my shades on, I don't know where they are
You couldn't find me even if you had a radar
And I spit rapidly AK, AR
I make the music with the soul of the blind man
They be amazed how I get them ladies to climb in
And they try to do it, but they're blind to the fact
That they're stuck in a trap and staying right where they at
But I'm Ray Charles, Miss A calls
Talking to my dime and I miss 8 calls
And I spit tough, bet you I'mma last Great Wall
I'm going ape y'all, I'm the new Ray Charles
I don't need no walking stick, my shit cost a grip
I get out the mouthwash if you talking shit
And I can hear the evil, but I won't see it
And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[Hook]
I got my black shades on, smoking 'til it's numb
Head to he sky, feeling so on
Ray Charles, I'm-I'm Ray Charles
Ray Charles, I'm-I'm Ray Charles
I got the black J's on, dancing to my song
Looking so fly and I'm feeling so gone
Ray Charles, I'm-I'm Ray Charles
Ray Charles, I'm-I'm Ray Charles
Ooh boy, open your eyes
A girl like me ain't waiting all night
Ooh boy, better think twice
I got that honey, that sugar, that spice

[Verse 2]
And I think I'm preheated, oven
They hear me spit, they think they know me like they cousin
But it's okay, we at the door that mean's we're buzzing
Now that's McDonald's and baby I think I'm loving, it
But you know that size doesn't fit
MC Hammer with this shit, like why the fuck would I quit
Let's hire 40 people and get like 40 cars
And I wouldn't even drive cause I would be Ray Charles
See us and say, “Whattup?” like how the fuck is he talking
He don't even trip, like how the fuck is he walking
I'm blind man, yeah, like the Three Blind Mice
And them haters, I'mma throw it on 'em
Tell 'em I don't need no walking stick, my shit costs a grip
I get out the mouthwash if you talking shit
And I can hear the evil, but I won't see it
And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it

[Hook x2]

[Outro]
You're too blind to see it (Ray Charles)

feito

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