Ray Robinson

Ray Robinson - Be The One (Remix) lyrics

(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

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