Mercy.1 - Album Version (Edited)

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Well, it is a weepin', and a moanin', and a gnashin' of teeth
 It is a weepin', and a moanin', and a gnashin' of teeth
 It is a- when it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
 Believe, believe
 O-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
 Your chick, she so thirsty
 I'm in that two seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
 Okay, Lamborghini Mercy
 Your chick, she so thirsty
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me
 Okay, Lamboghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo' with your girl, she tryna jerk me (woah, believe)
 Okay, Lamborghini Mercy
 Your chick, she so thirsty (boy)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo (boy) with your girl, she tryna jerk me
 Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake
 Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
 Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state
 Roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
 Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this e'ryday-day?
 I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
 Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
 (And niggas still hatin') so much hate I need an AK
 Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin'
 White girls politicin' that's that Sarah Palin
 Gettin' high, Californicatin'
 I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in
 O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (swerve) with your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe)
 Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo' (swerve) with your girl, 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, which is the champion sound (swerve)
 Believe, believe (swerve)
 Believe, believe (swerve)
 Yuugh! it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, hoe
 I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, hoe
 I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-Man, this pill-poppin' ass hoe
 I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
 All she want is some heel money
 All she need is some bill money
 He take his time, he counts it out
 I weighs it up, that's real money
 Check the neck, check the wrist
 Them heads turnin', that's exorcist
 My Audemar like Mardi Gras
 That's Swiss time and that's excellence
 Two-door preference
 Roof gone, George Jefferson
 That white frost on that pound cake
 So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo
 Lambo, Murciélago, she go wherever I go
 Wherever we go we do it pronto, it's like-
 O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve) with your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
 Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve) with your girl, 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, which is the champion sound (swerve)
 Believe, believe (swerve)
 Believe (swerve)
 Well, it is a weepin', and a moanin', and a gnashin' of teeth
 In the dance hall, and who no have teeth will run pon them 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
 Let the suicide doors up
 I threw suicides on the tour bus
 I threw suicides on the private jet
 You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
 I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit
 Tell 'em, "Give me 50 million or I'm a quit"
 Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level
 Turn up the bass 'til it's up in your face level
 Don't do no press but I get the most press kit
 Plus, yo, my bitch, make your bitch look like Precious
 Somethin' 'bout Mary she gone off that Molly
 Now the whole party is melting like Dalí
 Now everybody is movin' they body
 Don't sell me apartment, I move in the lobby (yah)
 Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important
 You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)
 Okay, now catch up to my campaign
 Coupe the color of mayonnaise
 I'm drunk and high at the same time
 Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (tell 'em)
 Spit rounds like the gun range (baow)
 Beat it up like Rampage
 Hunnid bands, cut your girl, now yo' girl need a Band-Aid (damn)
 Grade A, A1
 Chain the color of Akon
 Black diamonds, backpack rhymin'
 Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yup)
 Horsepower, horsepower
 All this Polo on I got horsepower
 Pound of this cost four thousand
 I make it rain, she want more showers
 Rain (rain) pourin' (pourin')
 All my cars is foreign (foreign)
 All my broads is foreign (foreign)
 Money tall like Jordan
 O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve) with your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
 Okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
 Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
 I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve) with your girl, 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, 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
 It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
 It is a- when it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
 Believe, believe, believe, believe
 

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Duration
05:26
Key
6
Tempo
140 BPM

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