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keezy, spacely, nellz kush, dru-lei - mercy lyrics

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[intro: fuzzy jones]
well, it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of t–th
it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of t–th
it is a – when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
believe (believe!)

[hook]
okay lamborghini mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
i’m in that two-seat lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me

[verse 1: sp-cely]
yeah, okay, i don’t be showin’ no mercy, leave these n-ggas where the verse lay
call for them body bags and tell ’em get that he-rs- aye
comin quick like the first lay, hungry chicks be so thirsty
so every time they come around, they big gulpin’ on the first day
ha, i’m tellin’ yall, all these chicks tryna get involved
i work out to my headaches so she gon need some tylenol
my time to ball is right now, all these haters just pipe down
tell them get off my sack, matter fact put that pipe down
uhh, wait a second, where’s the murder weapon
my burner wettin’ mid-sections, t-shirt contestants
in d hurt cause he flirt with death and
he must not heard about me, like he was born death then

[hook]

[verse 2: nellz kush]
okay, pac flow i get around, rep the ville you ain’t in my town
when i come around i don’t hear a sound, unless ya body drops and it hits the ground
fake n-ggas get oscars, real n-ggas get caskets
got a bad b-tch that’s an actress laid out all on my mattress
my team here so let’s do whatever, drop 20 racks for the bad weather
that lambo “batman beyond” that’s all black with that red leather
phone white like cocaine, thug life but no nose ring
got a bad b-tch a little tipsy so i guess you could say it’s a sure thing
we in the room for some one-on-one, out of bounds but i draw the foul
at the line for that extra point, is that s-xual i don’t get the point
oh mercy, ya chick she just so thirsty
if she don’t get her way she won’t just jerk me, she’ll hurt me

[interlude: fuzzy jones]
well, it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of t–th in the dancehall
and who no have t–th gwan rub pon them gums cause
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
cause the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder

[verse 3: keezy]

swagg, swagg, swagg god, you n-ggas is “have nots”
ever count a rack with ya eyes closed, i bet not
catch you all on my b-tch, her style is top-notch
yo chick hit below the belt, i call that a knock out
nikes all on my feet, mk on her bag
i call mines a “show stopper” and yo chick is so sad
sorry i don’t mean to brag but everything i wear is fly
i’m tired of showing mercy to you cool kids and high guys
step up or step out, ciroc boy don’t p-ss out
take a hit of this good l!ck, y’all n-ggas gon tap out
wake up, wake up good weed will make you bake up
grandmama always trippin’ cause i’m tryna stack this cake up
vamp life, long nights, wake up then do it twice
shawty said that i was wild cause i don’t know my wrong from rights
i get money then get lost, hit her once then she gone
neu that’s my team, it’s our time and we on

[verse 4: dru-lei]
okay now catch up, did you make a mill, if it ain’t in the contract i don’t take the deal
goin’ underwater in ya girl explorin’, i come up like a navy seal
spit real mean what i say, genuine all night, all day
i ain’t got no mercy, she in the lambo, she coming home and can’t feel her legs
got a couple girls, lightskin models, lovin’ the crew with a couple bottles
blue interior, red paint, she coming in that “spider-man” murcielago
swear she my main b-tch but she really a side-ho, livin’ that life, got me pushing the throttle
only 17 and could write me a novel bout doin these n-ggas like floyd did to cotto
ordinary people scare me cause y’all plan out temporary money
heres my bigger picture, cemetery where i bury money

[hook]



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