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