Lil Wayne - Mercy lyrics

[Chorus x4] Ok Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two seat lambo with your girl She trying to jerk me Drop to the floor make that dick shake My home girls slurp it like a milkshake All you n***as want some nick cake If you eat a** I got a thick plate Weezy, Weezy don't we do this very easy I came from Trinidad on a temporary visa Cause motherf**ers know I put the hex on b**hes I f** a b**h over like I'm s**ing b**hes Tic-tac-toe then I put the X on b**hes Point game I score who's next you b**hes 'Cause all you n***as fake And all you n***as broke So all you n***as f** you All you n***as choke 'Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes So all you n***as toast 'Cause all you deep throat word f** f** your lambo f** f** your merce I got more money In in my f**ing purse Court side you in the C Section I'm with them bloods you you with the C Section In Malibu I'm bout a sea section And all these b**hes is my sons Yeah C-Section I'm a Republican voting for Mitt Romney You lazy b**hes is f**ing up the economy Out in Miami I be chilling with a zombie Diablo alejandro de mello gandhi [Chorus] I'm the sh** turn your nose up I threw some bad b**hes on my tour bus I threw some bad b**hes on my private jet If them b**hes ain't f**ing give them parachutes Walked up to a redbone like I'm the sh** Told her give me that p**y, and f** my b**h Yeah skate rebel gun at my waist level b**h yellow, tape yellow, give you an H-A-L-O I don't do p**y n***as, but get the most p**y n***a 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 sh** math and science Now s** dick, Truckfit Snapback on your dog a** These n***as broke like Mr. Gla** They don't want none, Sister Act Cause Young Money you b**h you My weed louder than pimp suits Your b**h swallow my pimp juice Her p**y wetter than swim suits Swish Michael Phelps n***a in your ho Coupe the color of Yoohoo Rude boy free Buju f** wrong with these f** n***as I been balling since 98 f** 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 p**y, she like hard dick Hard head make her soft fast Tatted up from head to toe Guess you can call me a marksman Wayne soaring All my who*es is whoring All you rappers is boring Truckfit hat and some Jordans [Chorus]