歌曲 | Mercy |
歌手 | Kanye West |
专辑 | Tale Of Two Cities |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(feat. Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz) | |
[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] |
feat. Big Sean, Pusha T 2 Chainz | |
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' dayday? | |
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, Mercylago, 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 |
feat. Big Sean, Pusha T 2 Chainz | |
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' dayday? | |
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, Mercylago, 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 |