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                                                            Lirik Lagu Mercy -KANYE WEST (f/ Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz) LYRICS

                                                             KANYE WEST (f/ Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz) LYRICS

                                                            Mercy



                                                            Lirik Lagu "Mercy"

                                                            [Hook x4]
                                                            Lamborghini Mercy
                                                            Your chick she so thirsty
                                                            I'm in that two seat Lambo
                                                            With your girl she tryna jerk me

                                                            [Verse 1: Big Sean]
                                                            Drop it to the floor
                                                            Make that ass shake
                                                            Woah make the ground move, that's an ass quake
                                                            Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass state
                                                            Roll my blunt on it, that's an ass tray
                                                            Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this err' day-day?
                                                            I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
                                                            Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
                                                            And niggas 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 what I was born and raised in

                                                            [Hook]

                                                            [Verse 2: Pusha T]
                                                            It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game hoe
                                                            I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James hoe
                                                            I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman is pill poppin' ass hoe
                                                            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

                                                            [Hook]

                                                            [Verse 3: Kanye West]
                                                            Let the suicide doors up
                                                            I threw suicides on the tour bus
                                                            I threw suicides on the private jet
                                                            You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
                                                            I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit
                                                            Tell 'em "give me fifty million or I'mma quit"
                                                            Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level
                                                            Turn up the bass 'til it's up in your face level
                                                            Don't do no press but I get the most press, kid
                                                            Plus your my bitch, make your bitch look like Precious
                                                            Something' 'bout Mary she gone off that Molly
                                                            Now the whole party is melted like Dhali
                                                            Now everybody is movin' they body
                                                            Don't sell me apartment, I move in the lobby
                                                            Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important
                                                            You gon see lawyers and niggas in Jordans

                                                            [Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
                                                            Now catch up to my campaign
                                                            Coupe the color of mayonniase
                                                            I'm drunk and high at the same time
                                                            Drinkin' champaign on the airplane
                                                            Spit rounds like the gun range
                                                            Beat it up like Rampage
                                                            100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a bandaid
                                                            Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon
                                                            Platinum 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

                                                            [Hook]

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