Pryde - Mercy (D-Pryde Cover) lyrics

I wifed her b**bs out, they got my last name Clean them rappers out, call it cascade Known to bring the limelight heaily Honda Civic with broken windows Stuntin' like I'm in a Bent-e-ley Look man I'm so complete Fake rappers ain't nothin' but ovaries Reppin' here from the Bay to overseas And every rapper I'm baggin no grocery And the rappers all think they controllin' me Yeah I'm broke I ain't make that dough but see I wrote the beat, I broke the beat And I don't like your girlfriend, Avril Lavigne So haters I can't hate you I need you cause you make fuel You mad at me cause I had a dream I mapped it out and it came true Hot chick like Keibler (Stacy!) Long hair like I'm Bieber (Yeah!) Rocksmith with them skinnies, man Rolling up in that mini, van!