Mercy Great - Party lyrics

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Mercy Great - Party lyrics

Yeah, Ooohhh It's Great Baby Chorus 1x They off that alcohol and molly, a hundred guns in our party Put something hot in your body, but we cooling out in our party And that Blaque Pirate my army, might invite yo hoe to our party We got foreigns parks next to Harleys, yo hoe might go in our party We got hella d** in our party, throw hella ones in our party It's a hundred guns in our party, boy don't f** around and get bodied Off that alcohol and molly, dont forget that broccoli Got hella d** in our party, these thots love to come to our party Verse 1 Smoking on that medicine, hand palmed on the metal sh** Chiefin on that strong that dope louder than my ghetto b**h I'm on my next level sh**, you f** boys can't compare to this Shout out to U.p-town my n***as my fam that it b**h Ever' time i come 'round a hundred hoes on my one dick Can't get no money that's dumb sh**, and I can't f** around with no dumb b**h Unless she a female and she thick as hell, I mean dumb thick Told her friends them details now her friends all on my chocolate She from out west and she bop and sh**, that's why I made this song and sh** Blaque Pirate don't cross the clique, money longer than Halsted is 7-4 till my coffin dip, shorty bad and she a bossy b**h Crack her card if she offering then I kick her out like Martin did Chorus 1x Verse 2 When I hit the scene they like Mercy do the most I cop these Robin Jeans right by the pacific coast Chi Blaque got the beans and CAM K$YZ he got the smoke My n***as slinging P's of that D for the low I'm the man can't you see me throwing bands in the fee fee Me and my mans get tree tree, BPC we be flee flee From the land of the GDs, Blackstones , and the BDs Do it for Auntie Di Di, spend it all on my GG's Getting high on my way to North Riverside, bad hoe that do hoes she a friend of mine Get money stunt hard till the end of time, crash the As like a** now I'm in the Mas Designer clothes for the hoes and I'm finna shine, 24s on the Broham got me sitting high It's a fact get you wack I just pick you out, kick ya door hit the floor finna put 'em down My suburb don't play that suburb sh** U.p-town my town get merk b**h Chorus 1x