Ray Charles Lyrics - Breakfast - Chiddy Bang

(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) 

(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)