'Cuz I fell straight into your trap and since they say love is blind I'm the Ray Charles of rap And I'm waiting for you to put me in your mix Because
I said, baby, don't you know Well now oh Well now, baby, don't you know Don't you know, baby That I love you so Oh, well now oh Let's talk about it
me suck on 1 and them bazookas n da back let me rub on 1 her click name NBA Nothin But Ass jumpin clean out they pants everytime they dance Ray Charles
I'm talking to you right now Cause they don't know how to talk to you Like I do Listen now Sam bought you cake and ice cream Called you cherry pie Ray Charles
me, shawty, now the time to come and get me I'm Makaveli-trained and we on that ol' "Biggie" - YA HEAR ME? ! [The Game:] Young Buck, welcome home nigga
) Word up (I'm like Ray Charles, nigga Pay me my motherfuckin' bread in singles) That's what I'm try'nna tell ya, it's real (Heard me) Big Tone Starks
ridin' fuck around we bust up out it. It's Weezy bitch yeah it's Weezy hoe, Ray Charles mama I don't even see da dough. Show me tha money, show me da
to me Bitch I don't give a motherfuck Yea I'm leanin, Bout to pour me up another cup Yea I'm high, Bout to roll me up another blunt I rolled a Biggie
knows All clean creased up on my clothes Hit the street and hop the low low Got my baby waiting in the limo (Lil' Rob) It's all real to me homes don
Me Grindin Who Can Play My Backbone When She Hear My Rhymin Imma Shy Baby Shorty Think I'm Lyin You Can Ask Ray Charles You Can See Me Shining
from Hollygrove Sorry mami I be stoned, I be, I be, I be blowed Got me copy rock star, Weezy Baby fuck these hos Gotta pay me now for me to even take
a sequence I am the bidness I gotta charge you to peep this Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a eclipse Stevie in the blackout see me with the Mack
love me, I know you don't love me You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me You scream and holler when
? Ray: . . . he's using the chicken to measure it Phyllis: Till this day I don't know what he's talking about . . . FZ: Do it again. Phyllis: That Tishman