The Word Alive - Mercy lyrics

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The Word Alive - Mercy lyrics

Oh, OK [Chorus x2] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is -- when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound (swerve) (swerve) [Verse 1] OK, drop it to the floor Make that a** shake Woah make the ground move, that's an a**-quake Built a house up on that a**, that's an a**-state Roll my weed on it, that's an a**-tray Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this err' day-day? I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And n***as 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 [Chorus x2] It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is -- when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound (swerve) (swerve, swerve, swerve) [Verse 2] Yeah, it's prime time, my top back, this pimp game ho I'm red leather, this c**aine, I'm Rick James ho I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman is pill poppin' a** 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 [Chorus x2] It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is -- when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound (swerve) (swerve, swerve, swerve) [Verse 3] Let the suicide doors up I do suicides on the tour bus I do suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to d**h I step in Def Jam building like I'm the sh** Tell ‘em “Give me fifty million or I'mma quit” Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the ba** 'til it's up in your face level Don't do no press but I get the most press, kid Plus your my b**h, make your b**h look like Precious Something' 'bout Mary she gone off that Molly Now the whole party is melted like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I move in the lobby n***as is loiterin' just to feel important You gon see lawyers and n***as in Jordans [Verse 4] 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 Spit rounds like the gun range Beat it up like Rampage 100 bands, cut your girl, now your girl need a band aid Grade A, A1 Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds backpack around me Cosigned by Louis Vuitton Horse power, horse power All this Polo on I got horse power Pound of this cost 4 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 [Chorus x2] It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth (swerve) It is -- when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound (swerve) (swerve, swerve, swerve) It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth It is -- when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound (swerve)