Lyrics of 'Mercy (feat. Lil Wayne / Drake / Fuzzy Jones)' by Meek Mill

Oh god thats not my kind of curse
So long to some boy then
Pussy will guard 'em
I texted them ima come for the crown

It is a weeping, and a moaning
And a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning
And a gnashing of teeth
It is - when it comes to my sound
which is the champion sound
Believe! Believe!

Ok, Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl, she tryna to jerk me
Drop it to the floor make that dick shake
My homegirls slurp it like a milkshake
All you niggas want some Nick cake
If you eat ass I got a thick plate
Weezay, Weezay don't we do this very eazay?
I came from Trinidad on a temporary visa
Cause motherfuckers know I put the hex on bitches
I fuck a bitch over like I'm sexing bitches

Tic-tac-toe then I put the X on bitches
Point game I score who's next you bitches
Cause all you niggas fake and all you niggas broke
So all you niggas fuck you, all you niggas choke
Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes
So all you niggas toast cause all you deep throat word
Fuck fuck your Lambo, fuck fuck your Murcie
I got more money, in in my fucking purse
Court side, you in the C Section

I'm with them bloods you you with the C Section
In Malibu I'm by a sea section
And all these bitches is my sons, yeah C-Section
I'm a Republican voting for Mitt Romney
You lazy bitches is fucking up the economy
Out in Miami I be chilling with a zombie
Diablo Alejandro dimelo Gandhi

I'm the shit turn your nose up
I do some bad bitches on my tour bus
I do some bad bitches on my private jet
If them bitches ain't fucking give them parachutes
Walked up to a redbone like I'm the shit
Told her give me that pussy, and fuck my bitch
Yeah skate rebel gun at my waist level
Bitch yellow, tape yellow, give you an H-A-L-O

I don't do pussy niggas, but get the most pussy nigga
I'm popping percs I'm sipping lean, smoking pot like cooking dinner
My homie T roll up my blunt, skinnier than Rex Ryan
I'm counting money I'm smoking plants, call that shit math and science
Now suck dick, Trukfit, snapback on your dog ass
These niggas broke like Mr. Glass, they don't want none, Sister Act
It's Young Money you bitch you, my weed louder than pimp suits
Your bitch swallow my pimp juice, her pussy wetter than swim suits

Swish Michael, Phelps nigga in your ho
Coupe the color of YooHoo, rude boy free Buju
Fuck wrong with these fuck niggas, I been balling since 98
Fuck y'all I'd rather skate, shoot you up in your database
I fell in love with drop tops, I fell in love with shotguns
Our guns bigger than cop guns, y'all ain't spitting, dry tongue

I like wet pussy, she like hard dick, hard head make her soft fast
Tatted up from head to toe, guess you can call me a mark man
Wayne soaring, all my whores is whoring
All you rappers is boring, Trukfit hat and some Jordans
Syrup, syrup, syrup, haha yeah, Tunechi bitch, Dedication 4 ho