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Mercy (feat. Nicki Minaj)Ooh, God bless, no man cyahn curseSo on to soundboydem Pussy'ole gyaldem I [?] dem a-come for the crown Nah Kyuh! O-O-O-O-O-Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me (A Dedication!) Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Young Money) Your chick, she so thirsty (Young Money) I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Young Money) with your girl She tryna jerk me (Young Money) Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Young Money) Your chick, she so thirsty (Young Money) I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Young Money) with your girl She tryna jerk me (Young Money) Drop it to the floor, make that dick shake My homegirls slurp it like a milkshake All you niggas want some Nic' cake If you eat ass, I got a thick plate Wee-zay, Wee-zay, don't we do this very easy? I came from Trinidad on a temporary vis-ayy Cause motherfuckers know I put the hex on bitches I fuck a bitch over like I'm sexing bitches Tic-tac-toe, then I put the X on bitches Point game, I score, who's next, you bitches? 'Cause all you niggas fake and all you niggas broke So all you niggas—fuck you; all you niggas choke 'Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes So all you niggas toast 'cause all y'all deep throat, word F—Fuck your Lambo, f—fuck your Murc' I got more money I—in in my fucking purse C—Court side, you in the C Section I'm with them Bloods, you— you with the C Section In Malibu I'm by the sea section And all these bitches is my sons, yeah, C-section I'm a Republican voting for Mitt Romney You lazy bitches is fucking up the econ'my Out in Miami, I be chilling with a zombie Diablo, Alejandro, dímelo, Gandhi Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve), your chick she so thirsty (Swerve) I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve) with your girl, she tryna jerk me Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve), your chick she so thirsty (Swerve) I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl (Swerve), she tryna jerk me (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a—when it comes to my sound (Swerve) Which is the champion sound (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Believe, believe (Swerve) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder Ugh! I'm the shit—turn your nose up I threw some bad bitches on my tour bus I do some bad bitches on my private jet If them bitches ain't fucking, give them parachutes Walked up to a redbone like I'm the shit Told her, "Give me that pussy, and fuck my bitch" Yeah, skate rebel, gun at my waist level Bitch yellow, tape yellow, give you an H-A-L-O I don't do pussy niggas but get the most pussy, nigga I'm popping Percs, I'm sipping lean, smoking pot like cooking dinner My homie T roll up my blunt, skinnier than Rex Ryan I'm counting money, I'm smoking plants, call that shit "math and science" Now suck dick, Trukfit, snapback on your dog ass These niggas broke like Mr. Glass, they don't want none, Sister Act It's Young Money, you bitch, you; my weed louder than pimp suits Your bitch swallow my pimp juice, her pussy wetter than swim suits Swish! Michael... Phelps, nigga, in your ho Coupe the color of YooHoo; rude boy—free Buju Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas? I been balling since '98 Fuck y'all I'd rather skate, shoot you up in your database I fell in love with drop-tops, I fell in love with shotguns Our guns bigger than cop guns; y'all ain't spitting, dry tongue I like wet pussy, she like hard dick, hard head make her soft fast Tatted up from head to toe, guess you can call me a mark-man Wayne soaring, all my whores is whoring All you rappers is boring, Trukfit hat and some Jordans, ugh! Lamborghini Murci' (Syrup), your chick she so thirsty (Syrup) I'm in that two-seat Lambo (Syrup) girl, she tryna jerk me (Haha, yeah) Okay, Lamborghini Murci' (Tunechi, bitch), your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl (Dedication 4), she tryna jerk me (Ho) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (Syrup) And a gnashin' of teeth (Syrup) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Fuck them hoes, nigga) And a gnashin' of teeth (Pause) It is a—when it comes to my sound (Syrup) Which is the champion sound (Yeah, syrup) Believe, believe (Lean, we the shit) Believe, believe (Lean, syrup) Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' And a gnashin' of teeth It is a weepin' and a mournin' (Millzy, baby) And a gnashin' of teeth It is a—when it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound (Shout-out my niggas on the island) Believe, believe Believe, believe (One) |