Ray Charles

Ooh boy, open your eyes A girl like me ain't waitin' all night Ooh boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice (Ray Charles) Ooh boy, open your eyes A girl like me ain't waitin' all night Ooh boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice (Ray Charles) Yeah, hey yo I'm feelin' 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 AKAR I make the music with the soul of a blind man They be amazed how I get them ladies that cry, "yeah" And they try to do it, but they're blind to the fact That they're stuck in a trap and stayin' right where they at But I'm Ray Charles, Miss A calls Talkin' to my dime and I miss 8 calls And I spit tough, bet you I'mma last Great Wall I'm goin' 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 talkin' shit And I can hear the evil, but I won't see it And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it I got my black shades on, smokin' 'til it's numb Head to he sky, feelin' 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, dancin' my the song Lookin' so fly and I'm feelin' 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 waitin' all night Ooh boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice 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 buzzin' Now that's McDonald's and baby I think I'm lovin', 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, "What up?" like how the fuck is he talkin' He don't even trip, like how the fuck is he walkin' 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 walkin' stick, my shit costs a grip I get out the mouthwash if you talkin' shit And I can hear the evil, but I won't see it And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it I got my black shades on, smokin' 'til it's numb Head to he sky, feelin' 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, dancin' my the song Lookin' so fly and I'm feelin' 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 waitin' all night Ooh boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice I got my black shades on, smokin' 'til it's numb Head to he sky, feelin' 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, dancin' my the song Lookin' so fly and I'm feelin' 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 waitin' all night Ooh boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice You're too blind to see it (Ray Charles)

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