lirik lagu rex tanky – ray charles
[intro]
i might hit your line when i’m bored (yeah)
if you hit up mine, i ignore (yeah)
talkin’ to you started to feel like a chore (yeah)
don’t got the heart to talk to you no more (sh~t)
[verse 1]
im drippin’, it’s wet on the floor
im christian, don’t got no dior
designer sh~t, i can’t afford
nike outfit, like i’m playin’ sports
rockin’ this nike i gotta just do it
my fit ain’t pricy, but i’m rocking’ cool sh~t
in college, don’t like it, but still im a student
got bros in the trap, in the streets i ain’t stupid
don’t got no strap on me, i ain’t no shooter
don’t give no dap to me, i never knew you
these hoes used to nap on me, swear they was snoozin’
now it’s all backwards, i’m pickin’ and choosin’
throwin’ that ass, i be grippin’ hеr booty
she sit in my lap, and her hips keep on movin’
of course i can rap, i bе rippin’ right thru it
im spittin’ facts, it’s no cap in my music
[pre~chorus]
im running laps
running thru hoes, like a running back
she just went ghost, but she coming back
i seen this befo’, she don’t know how to act
told me to hit the road like i was jack
[chorus]
call me ray charles, im blind to the hate (hmm)
no time to debate (hmm), no time to debate (hmm)
and i praise god, got food on my plate (hmm)
im blind to the hate (hmm), no time to debate (hmm)
[x2]
[verse 2]
no time to discuss, i don’t give no f~cks
i just ran it up, if it’s up, then it’s stuck
im in milwaukee, i want me a buck
i don’t do no talkin’, so shut the f~ck up
find you a leprechaun, you outta luck
your necks what i’m steppin’ on, ain’t lettin’ up
this b~tch a decepticon, im in my prime
like optimus, imma just cop me a ride
h~ll yeah you fine, but you can’t get inside
im done being friendly this ending tonight
a fifth of the hennessy mess up my sight
i mix it with lemonade, maybe with sprite
this night either ending in s~x or a fight
(sh~t, with s~x or a fight)
shorty get left if you ain’t got’ get right
(you can get left or get right)
im more than she can handle, she keeps playin all my songs
i flipped thru 47 channels, ain’t a d~mn thing on!
[pre~chorus]
im running laps
running thru hoes, like a running back
she just went ghost, but she coming back
i seen this befo’, she don’t know how to act
told me to hit the road like i was jack
[chorus]
call me ray charles, im blind to the hate (hmm)
no time to debate (hmm), no time to debate (hmm)
and i praise god, got food on my plate (hmm)
im blind to the hate (hmm), no time to debate (hmm)
[x2]
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