Mercy

[Hook]

Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty

I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me



[Verse 1: Big Sean]

Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake

Whoa, 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 every day-day? (Huh!)

I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day (Huh!)

Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay

(And niggas still hating) so much hate I need an AK

Now we out in Paris, yeah I'm Perriering

White girls politicking that's that Sarah Palin

Gettin' high, Californicating

I give her that D, cause that's where I was born and raised in



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[Verse 2: Pusha T]

It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho

I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho

I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman is pill popping, ho

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 Heinz is irrelevant

Lambo, Mercy-lago, she go wherever I go wherever we go we do it pronto



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[Verse 3: Kanye West]

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 fifty million or I'mma 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, kid

Plus my bitch, make your bitch look like Precious

Something about Mary, she gone off that Molly

Now the whole party is melted like Dali

Now everybody is movin' they body

Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby

Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important

You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans



[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]

Ok, now ketchup to my campaign, coupe the color of mayonnaise

I'm drunk and high at the same time drinkin' champagne on the airplane

Spit rounds like the gun range, beat it up like Rampage

100 bands, cut your girl, now your girl need a bandaid

Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon

Black diamonds backpack rhymin, co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yup!)

Horse power, horse power, all this Polo on I got horse power

Pound of this cost four thousand, I make it rain, she want more showers

Rain pourin', all my cars is foreign

All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan



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