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Whassup shorty? Who is you? |
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Oh nigga what's up, man |
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I couldn't even see you |
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I'm in this bitch chillin' like Stevie Wonder |
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[Hook] |
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I got Ray Ban vision, these ain't no prescriptions |
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I see you haters coming niggas don't think that I'm slippin' |
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I got Ray Ban vision, I wear 'em when I'm whippin' |
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I wear 'em when I'm fucking all my women think I'm trippin' |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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This how I'm living, the only time I'm looking you in the eye |
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If we doin' business |
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I got Ray Ban vision |
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[Verse 1: CyHi Da Prynce] |
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I'm back up in this, feelin tremendous lenses darker than the tint on my benzes |
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I got ya bitch flippin like a gymnast |
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She told me take my glasses off but she looks horrendous |
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Caravans on my face lookin vintage, 3 pair of these bitch, cost what your rent is |
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Niggas wasn't wearin these, now it's a trend shit |
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I had my first pair of Ray Bans when I was ten tricks |
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Prynce is lookin like a pilot out the air force |
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Came to the club fresh up out the airport |
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I'm like Tom Cruise I'm from Top Gun (Why?) |
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Cause they know that's where I'm at, plus I got one |
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I keep my shades on in the hot sun |
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Old school Datsun, stunt so hard it's not fuuunny |
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I'm with the playboy bunny and she's still a dime |
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Even when her hair is not done |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2: CyHi Da Prynce] |
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I seen it all through the mirror tints |
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I knew a girl who is innocent with just a few friends |
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I got my hand in between her legs |
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She says boy go ahead, gonna make me have a incident |
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Now we intimate, this is how we ended it |
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Left the restaurant now I'm in her mouth like a dinner mint |
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We started in a parking lot and finish at my teniment |
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Shorty had a reason, my pimpin' was legitimate |
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I tore that pussy up like a ligament |
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She don't like her man so she asked me for deliverance |
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I sit back with my Ray Bans on |
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I say it ain't my fault that you in that predicament |
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Cause I treat hoes like Ray Charles |
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Looks ain't shit, that's how I play ball |
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As long as they take off they draws |
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And the whole time we did it I didn't take my shades off |
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[Hook] |