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Chiddy Bang - Текст песни 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
 [Verse 1]
 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
 [Hook]
 I got my black shades on, smoking 'til it's numb
 Head to he sky, feelin' so on
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 I got the black J's on, dancin' my the song
 Looking so fly and I'm feeling so gone
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 Ray Charles 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
 [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 buzzin'
 Now that's McDonald's and baby I think I'm lovin', itChiddy Bang - Ray Charles - http://ru.motolyrics.com/chiddy-bang/ray-charles-lyrics.html
 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 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
 [Hook]
 I got my black shades on, smoking 'til it's numb
 Head to he sky, feelin' so on
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 I got the black J's on, dancin' my the song
 Looking so fly and I'm feeling so gone
 Ray Charles I'm Ray Charles
 Ray Charles 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
















