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armyboy - mercy lyrics
[intro: fuzzy jones]
well, it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of t–th
it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of t–th
it is a – when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
believe (believe!)
[hook] [4x]
okay lamborghini mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
i’m in that two seat lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me
[verse 1: phillip flame]
ok, flame is in the room, check the swag plate
watch the beat get hot like a fire place
been playing with the cash since i was like 8
these n-ggas ain’t seein’ me, hit ’em with the ‘k
say, ‘te, say, ‘te, don’t we do it where we stay, stay?
i never had a job but i’m still gettin’ paydays
you never got laid, so i’m -ssuming that you straight g-y
and n-ggas still talkin’, send ’em home, permanent vaca’
i’m goin’ back to cali, yeah, i b.i.g. it
oh, you gettin’ money, well, that’s strange, i never see it
i’m really gettin’ fans, real n-ggas believe it
the flame stayin’ hot while these haters is the reason
[hook]
[z-mane talking]
ok……z…..
[verse 2: z-mane]
ok, let’s look around, all you lil n-ggas bow down
i done told these n-ggas i’m the king of davis, do i have to pull out my big crown?
runnin’ things since way back, i love to watch my pay stack
i might as well be rick ross the way i be in that maybach
now they ask for mercy, none of these n-ggas is worthy
they tardy to the party, but me and my n-ggas early
i’m still reppin’ that left side, that’s right, i stay fly
yeah, real n-ggas, what up, though? you lame n-ggas just stay quiet
white girls go crazy, black girls, they love it
i hit the scene with caspa loc, y’all catch my speakers bumpin’
j-main, that’s my bro, no drugs, but we high though
i stay spittin’ them strange clouds, you can catch me up in that sky, ho!
[hook]
[interlude: fuzzy jones]
well, it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of t–th in the dancehall
and who no have t–th gwan rub pon them gums cause
when time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
the bugle has blown fi many times, and it still have one more time left
cause the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
[verse 3: armyboy]
i’m back and it seems like i can’t get enough
i’m the go-to guy, ya boy always clutch
all these rappers chicken, so they always cluck
they call me big b’s cause i love the bucks
ok, no playing around, i’m a drop the games right now
get a black eye with the boom-pow, now your career is what’s going down
had enough? you ain’t tough cause i’m tryna get it up, so what? you ain’t nothin’, you a feather, i’m a truck
get ran, oh man, hear that? get slapped, if my crew were wolves, you wouldn’t be in our pack
oh, my gosh, look at this, we takin’ over, run quick
lookin’ for some cover, better find it cause you slowly runnin’ outta time, man
flow perfect, spit diamonds, your death is bells and they’re chiming
you don’t wanna mess with the one hitter quitter, get it bigger by the second, you are trash, so i litter
you so bitter and it’s sad like the hatter, i ain’t mad, i am not shikamaru, but your life is such a drag
if it’s your day, you surely need saving, i make her say oh cause that’s where im being raised in
your flow dried up, so i guess you spit raisins, just like the rabbits, my flow is so raven
not money, not girls, it’s the dreams that i’m chasin’
[verse 4: temp2uece]
ok, i’m a hot, dog, you need to ketchup, fly like the team in atlanta
all about the green, bruce banner, all about the green, green lantern
my crew ham, i’m ridin’ in a lincoln like abraham
i’m the hardest ever like will.i.am, i play your girl like a game, that’s coolcam
you know that i’m the man, the haters got quiet where you go to
they ran cause they know what we gon’ do, the four best in oklahoma, that’s true
they say we suck, we not, you stay yawnin’ cause i’m tired of you
trotman city and royalty crew, scared and clueless, call that boo-hoo
stay on our toes like houseshoes, we go ham, y’all tofo
i’m never playin’, i’m super if you know what i’m sayin’, goku!
[hook]
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