Mercy (feat. lil' wayne)

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Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat lambo with your girl
She tryna jerk me

Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat lambo with your girl
She tryna jerk me

(Nicki Minaj)
Drop it to the floor make that díck shake
My home girls slurp it like a milkshake
All you niggas want some Nick cake
If you eat ass I got a thick plate

Weezy, Weezy don’t we do this very easy
I came from Trinidad on a temporary visa
Cause motherfückers know I put the hex on bítches
I fück a bítch over like I’m sexing bítches
Tic-tac-toe then I put the X on bítches
Point game I score who’s next you bítches
Cause all you niggas fake
And all you niggas boast
So all you niggas fück you
All you niggas choke
Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes
So all you niggas toast
How all your díck don't work

Fück fück your Lambo
Fück fück your Merc'
I got more money in my fücking purse
Court side you in the C Section
I’m with them bloods you you with the C Section
In Malibu I’m about a sea section
And all these bítches is my sons
Yeah C-Section

I’m a Republican voting for Mitt Romney
You lazy bítches just fücking up the economy
Out in Miami I be chilling with a zombie
Diablo Alejandro, dímelo Gandhi

Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I’m in that two seat lambo with your girl
She tryna jerk me

(Lil' Wayne)
Uh, I’m the shit turn your nose up
I do some bad bítches on my tour bus
I do some bad bítches on my private jet
If them bítches ain’t fücking give them parachutes
Walked up to a redbone like I’m the shit
Told her give me that püssy and fück my bítch
Yeah skate rebel gun at my waist level
Bítch yellow, tape yellow, give you an H.A.L.O
I don’t do püssy niggas, but get the most püssy nigga
I’m popping purps 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 díck, Trukfit
Snapback on your dog ass
These niggas broke like Mr. Glass
They don’t want none, Sister Act
Cause Young Money you bítch
Chew my weed louder than pimp suits
Your bítch swallow my pimp juice
Her püssy wetter than swim suits

Swish, Michael
Phelps nigga in your hoe
Coupe the color of Yoohoo
Rude boy free Buju
Fück wrong with these fück niggas
I been balling since 98
Fück 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 püssy, she like hard díck
Hard head make her soft fast
Tatted up from head to toe
Guess you can call me a marked man
Wayne soaring
All my whores is whoring
All you rappers is boring
Trukfit hat and some Jordans