Kle Shay - Mercy lyrics

[Verse 1] Drop it to the floor, now pick it up! That's called manners, get some! Bout to serve you some cla**, that's a cla**tray! If you like a**, well that makes you a** gay! Hey wait, hey wait, don't I spit this sh** so gre-at? I've been sitting in this yard all day, cause this girl has a milkshake! 'Til this guy walked past, and asked was my José? I'm not even Hispanic, but I spoke some spanish anyway Like hola, cómo estás, muy bien Y tu, me gusta tu pene en me culo! Woah dere ho, don't go there ho Don't smoke dat doja, do not roll up Wiz Khalifa smokin' reefer with my teacher in the bleachers! [Verse 2] Yeah, I'm Primetime when I rhyme like Titus O'Neil I'm a gomer, with no motor sk**s, got arthritis, will You tell me what's going on? Cause I don't know for real I pull out my pickle, and she says "What's the deal?" All I know is some 2 Chainz, all you know is 2 things How to make Ravioli, and talk like Bobby Boucher Got Kool-Aid, watching Cool Runnings on BluRay Bluetoothing with Lupe, looting lots of Jewelry Selling that sh** on eBay, I eat steak at carrabba's For pete sake, the DJ better stop playing Rihanna He keeps playing, Pon de Replay, feeling Jamaican like Shabba So I'm leavin, it's the weekend, I'm just gonna go to McDonald's In my [Verse 3] My God, that girl is gorgeous She calls out to God, give me more Josh So I oblige, no Mary, Joseph Now she's screaming gibberish like the chorus No jizzin', I'm wrapped in Just spittin, I'm rappin' Biscuits in my wrapper Just when you thought rappers Couldn't get more wacker This kid drops an album That's just lackin' lavish Lyrics to impa**ion Children with inactive Attention spans, who'd rather Listen to Bill Paxton b**hin' about whether Kate Winslets a good actor Or is there someone that could Have risen to James Cameron's Image for Titanic Jesus, what happened? Kle Shay just went mad, I don't wanna Hear this stupid babblin' Just quit this, you f*ggot! Whisper, relax, kid Don't be bitter, it's just rap b**h Oh hey, one more thing... It's Mr. Kle Shay, as a matter of fact, b**h [Verse 4] Okay, now catch up to a freight train What you mean you can't mayne? I bet you could if you got off your bu*t And lift some weights and get in shape man! Holdin' my pecker like a birdcage They screamin "WOW!", like nerdrage Look at my hand, I got your nose! Officer I didn't know she was underage Small titties, A1 Got locked up like Akon For a week, then I got some sleep And I got out and had s** like Akon! Four showers, 4 showers, when I got out I took 4 showers Brushed my teeth, no Austin Powers Now I'm spittin this supa hot fire, no Bowser Favorite rappers... Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan