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cut that shit out)
Yeah, I just spent twenty-thousand just on the coat and shit
Ayy, blind to the bullshit, call me Ray (Ray Charles)
My location is

Steak Sauce [Bonus Track]

Tyler, the Creator

Goblin [Deluxe Version]

2011

a prom dress
While me and Ray Charles have a fucking staring contest
To all the step dads in here
Triple six kids got you motherfuck scared
Could be worse,

with the shorts even when it ain't cold
Seen a lot of shit that no one ever told
In Georgia, Ray Charles
On the corner, 8 ball, 15, AR
I'm from

cards
Play with them keys, he like ray charles uhh

Purple drank, yeah, we got sauce
PPPs, we crack them cards
Play with them keys, he like ray charles

I

than Ray Charles
Could've happened on Sunday
Like who do you think is Beyoncé?
Super-soaker want to see that spray
Second verse commence
Mm mm, head in

Work hard, itchy palms put some Mula in it
Play hard, spend it all, you know how to get it
Ray Charles, I don't see, nothing but my business
Every

And I can see it clearly, but I ain't Ray Charles

They say more life, then more blessings
I say more money, more problems and this shit keep gettin'

“You know that… okay…”

You give your hand to me

“That Ray Charles tune”

And then you say hello
And I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so

by his mind rays, blinded in these ray bands, blinded by this ass he was ray Charles with this lap dance. 

Cloudy with my poll dance, hidden in this

A serial killer once walked these streets
His name was Charles Lee Ray
Shot by the police, he hid his soul in a doll
And now he's coming back to play

R.A.P. Music

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

2012

Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch

no days off, blinded by the hate lil nigga, you can call me Ray Charles
Everything I ever did in life, I swear I stood tall, you ain't got no morals

me, see me, ask me, put my chains on
Blind to the bullshit, I feel like Ray Charles
Movement by myself, ain't need no help to put the gang on
Mission

seen shit on my Ray Charles shit
Double Cs up in this bitch ain't no Coach or Cartie bitch
I need a phreak dip solid body yip dip
One that ain't gon

hands tied
Stand by
We ready for take off
I handled it great soft
Can't see em Like ray Charles
You wanted a face off
I told em to get lost
For we jump

Im preparing for the take off why they wanna take all
Im not even tryna race y'all don't see you Ray Charles
They show true colors like a crayon lost

her a ride
I said "If I do that
You gotta give me head while Ray Charles drive"
'Cause I ain't for the tricking, no I ain't
I'm with my main bitch

Play with the pace yo
Look at the ratio
New generation
Call me Ray Charles
So Focused on the damn line
We ain't got the same time
Third eye for

your moment, so won't you think hard about the things we finna do?
I'm honest, I feel like Ray Charles, can see the innocent in you
Just vibe, I'm not

I took the ship to the lagoon
Damn, franko got it knockin
Better hurry up and shop before I sold it all
I been gettin' bread on my Ray Charles, I

like bobby Womack or ray Charles
Chilling with me fam giving good vibes to everybody in the garden
I mean the green garden of April that we all get

fucking minute
Uh! oh! yes im a dog
Boss, swooshh, Nikes frejli feel like im a star
Ray Charles ga3ma kiban lia ana ash tari nigga
I believe in ALLAH

and hard to tell, it ain't no secret, nigga
I been havin' this motion, even Ray Charles, he can see it, nigga
I can't reciprocate no fake love, no time to be

dollars, (And you're not)
And I don't see the hate, I'm Ray Charles, yeah, (Ya'll forgot), Ahaa
I'm about to make a toast
Broken hearted counting money am I