Chiddy Bang - Ray Charles (Patriots Remix) lyrics

[Hook] Ray Charles Ooo, boy, open your eyes A girl like me ain't waiting all night Ooo, boy, better think twice I got that honey, that sugar, that spice Ray Charles [Verse 1] C'yeah, a yo I'm feeling like Ray Charles Tell the Giants, man somebody better save y'all Cause we got it and New England is the craziest So make noise for the home team Patriots I'm throwing pa**es that's precise like Tom Brady It's only right I got a super model for my lady And we so fly, the cameras know I Am super cool, the Super Bowl, I'm Jam'n 45 Yeah, let's get the win then we outski Shout my homie Ron Gronkowski The Giants is going down, don't doubt me Belichick, yeah, you know what we 'bout G Uh, and that goes without a question 'Bout to get that revenge for 2007 Yeah, and the truth is cold Indianapolis, the Pats got the Super Bowl [Hook] Got my black shades on Smoke it 'till it's gone Head to the sky Feeling so on Ray Charles, I'm Ray Charles Ray Charles, I'm Ray Charles Got my black shades on Dancing to my song Looking so fly Feeling so on Ray Charles, I'm Ray Charles Ray Charles, I'm Ray Charles [Hook] [Verse 2] 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**, like why the f** 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** is he talkin' He don't even trip, like how the f** 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** costs a grip I get out the mouthwash if you talkin' sh** And I can hear the evil, but I won't see it And if the blunt go out, you better reheat it [Hook] [Hook]