Lyrics:
feel like every day be payday
Bitches ask me what's his name, I be quick to holler Mayday
I don't call him by a name, ho, I just call him Ray Ray
everybody
And like, I don't know the internet at this point?
The internet is for everybody
Umm... but yeah like, no definitely not
Like what's works me is
ur matter tire me
(Chrous 2 by lordsmith)
Who no suffer no go make money
Ogbe forget that money making condition
Follow ray nation for your money
Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord, refine me
Refine me out of my mind
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
to school, Steve," he'd say, "I'll school you
Fool"
I'll school you, fool
But Steve did as she said, and piece by piece
His total college credits began
Bitch I'm stone cold
Bitch we stone cold
Bitch we stone cold
Bitch i'm stone cold
You can call me steve austin
Bitch i'm stone cold
Bitch i'm stone
the experience of the (unintelligible) behind me, I said to Steve, "well look here, why don't I
come back with you?" I mean, I like a couple of weeks in Jersey.
So
bitch, call me Steve-o
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o
I'm a wild boy, I'm a I'm a wild boy
I'm a wild boy, fuck an eighth I need O's
(Yeah,
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
sing no more"
No more, no more, no more
Ray don't sing no more
He said, "Since I got my eyesight back,
my voice has just deserted me.
No 'Georgia On My
why I'm doing two years probation
Man I don't know, I got the same trouble
They got me having to walk a chump line
Say what?
Oh, with
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
Song Title: Rays On
Written By: Moose
Produced By: Beats By Jude
Hook1x: I got mah rays on,and im feelen right/
You know we doing this shit like
ya need
If ya wanna
Wen the fiends come
Grab the pack by the Honda
Right rear tire
Where I reach if ya want that
Ima wild boy call me Steve-O Kenevil
And I dont know what type of shit you on
I tried to make you get the point but you was Chris Duhon
So where Ray Felton when you need em
When niggas
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
used to your boloney
I'm caking Steve Aoki can't stop
Me you're not a goalie
Say you're better then me don't comment
At me nigga show me
Your favorite
Make a bitch 4KTrey, I'ma lure me a ho
Cut the grass full of snakes 'til the lawn motor blow
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep
Don't know me call me A.K.A.
I'm not sitting here too long
Gone by the next day
Caught a glance of life
I'm ready
Call it X-ray
I can't tell no lies
Cobain's back, yeah
Cobain's back
Got all these crazy white boys yelling Cobain's back
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, call me Steve-o
Yeah bitch, yeah
can tell the dope good by how the plug tape it up
Powder over the counter sack, mac, couldn't make it up
Im major league call me Willie Mays
Real shit
But, yo, on the real, though, more times
You know I mean, whatever, I don't care who call who nigga
And nigga, ray, ray, ray
Whether you agree with it
stay by my side?
You got my back just like a shadow, you my guardian angel
And you done did so much for me, I don't know how to repay you
Yeah y'all my
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