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Ray Charles (Drum & Bass Remix) - Magic Remixers
(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
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
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 sh*t cost a grip
I get out the mouthwash
If you talkin' sh*t
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
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
I'm 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 sh*t
Like why the f**k 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 f**k is he talkin'
He don't even trip
Like how the f**k 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 sh*t costs a grip
I get out the mouthwash if you talkin' sh*t
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
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
I'm 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
Ray Charles
You're too blind to see it
You're too blind to see 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
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
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
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
I'm Ray Charles I'm-I'm Ray Charles
Ray Charles
You're too blind to see it
Ray Charles