Ray Robinson
Ray Robinson - Be The One songtekst
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(feat. Black Jays, Kid Kut) [Kid Kut] Yea! Son you did it again Another club banger Ay! Yo DJs turn it up [Intro: Black Jays] B-L-A-C-K Jays Remix for the homeboy ray And we movin on the ??? We gotta be the ones let the DJs play B-L-A-C-K Jays With the Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye In the club sippin' Grand Marnier We gotta be the ones let the DJs play [Chorus: Ray Robinson] Got ta be the one Wanna be the one, baby Wanna be the one Got ta be the one [Verse 1: Ray Robinson] I wanna be the one that hears you cry I wanna be the one that holds you throught the night I wanna know what really gets you high I wanna be the one that gives you your drive I wanna feel the happiness of mine I wanna make sure that the life is truly fine I wanna knowwwww how beauty feel inside I got ta be the one Let me be the one, baby [Kid Kut] Black Jays and Ray Robinson We don't play second fiddle, so its got to be the one We don't speak in riddles, we just get the job done Make your ??? giggle a little, she here to have fun A maybe some of my nigas brought in the ??? 'Cause they ready for the wall when its time for action But I squeez nothin' but tities and mics If shes got a nice rack I'll make her mine for the night Shortie you could be the one if ya learn to act right You steady on your squat games, you keep shit tight I like what I see 'cause I know what I like And you, look like you like it rough tight So you gotta be the one [Chorus x2: w/ ad-libs] [Verse 2: Black Jays] You could be the candle, I could be the fire Theres no other place for us to go but higher Ooh, sweet cocanut butter skin you got me Laid out with a bucket of ice with ??? Number one classy type syphisticated Never was that boughy type so I made it my point, to annoint your mind state with real talk Told you there would be no ???, run for cover [Kardinal Offishal] Wether two on one, I still got to be the one Minage in the garage and the gal get done Fix something bigger, get beat up, ya know T-Dot, my peoples don't eat up, ya know I'm a gallis, girlless, umaniss, whatever Playas get ??? never Ray Rob, Black Jays get you picture kicker One of my bad men wait between The one, ya know wut I mean, the one [Chorus x2: w/ ad-libs] [Outro: Kid Kut] Don't stand around get your Black Jays Up Don't stand around get your Black Jays Up Everybody get 'em up, c'mon Ray Robinson, Black Jays, Kid Kut Somebody reach out n' give me a soul clap Clap your hands, its your hand ya clap Clap your hands, its your hand ya clap Clap your hands, its your hand ya clap Clap your hands, its your hand ya clap