Mercy Lyrics Kanye West

Mercy Lyrics Kanye West:Mercy” track is by ‘Kanye West Ft. Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz‘ from the album ‘NBA 2K13 Soundtrack‘.
Song: Mercy
Artist: Kanye West Ft. Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz
Album: NBA 2K13 Soundtrack
Producer: Kanye West
Writer: Fuzzy Jones, Yung Bizzle, Reggie Williams, Winston Riley, Denzie Beagle, Stepan “Lifted” Taft, 2 Chainz, Big Sean, Pusha T & Kanye West
Mercy Lyrics Kanye West

Mercy Lyrics Kanye West

Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ and a gnashin’ of teeth

It is a weepin’ and a mournin’ and a gnashin’ of teeth

It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound

Believe, believe


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy

Your chick, she so thirsty

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Believe)

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy

Your chick, she so thirsty

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo

With your girl, she tryna jerk me

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Woah, believe)

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy

Your chick, she so thirsty (Boy)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Boy)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me


Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (Shake, shake)

Woah, make the ground move: that’s an ass quake

Built a house up on that ass: that’s an ass-state

Roll–roll–roll my weed on it: that’s an ass tray

Say, Ye, say, Ye, don’t we do this every day–day? (Huh?)

I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?)

Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay

And niggas still hatin’

So much hate, I need a AK (AK)

Now we out in Paris, yeah, I’m Perrierin’

White girls politickin’: that’s that Sarah Palin

Get–get–get–get–get–gettin’ hot, Californicatin’

I give her that D, ’cause that’s where I was born and raised in


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe)

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve)


Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a weepin’ and a mournin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a—when it comes to my sound (Swerve)

Which is the champion sound (Swerve)

Believe, believe (Swerve)

Believe, believe (Swerve)


Yuugh! It’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho

I’m red leather, this cocaine, I’m Rick James, ho

I’m bill-droppin’, Ms. Pac-Man, this pill-poppin’ ass ho

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 Audemars 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 Hines is irrelevant, woo

Lambo Murciélago

She go wherever I go

Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it’s like—


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe)

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve)


Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a weepin’ and a mournin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a—when it comes to my sound (Swerve)

Which is the champion sound (Swerve)

Believe, believe (Swerve)

Believe (Swerve)


Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’

And a gnashin’ of teeth in the dancehall

And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums

Cuh 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

Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder


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 buildin’ like I’m the shit

Tell ’em gimme fifty million or I’ma quit

Most rappers’ taste level ain’t at my waist level

Turn up the bass ’til it’s up-in-yo-face level

Don’t do no press but I get the most press kit

Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious

Somethin’ ’bout Mary, she gone off that molly

Now the whole party is melting like Dalí

Now everybody is movin’ they body

Don’t sell me apartment, I’ll move in the lobby (Yah)

Niggas is loiterin’ just to feel important

You gon’ see lawyers and niggas in Jordans


Okay, now catch up to my campaign

Coupe the color of mayonnaise

I’m drunk and high at the same time

Drinkin’ champagne on the airplane (Tell ’em)

Spit rounds like a gun range (Baow)

Beat it up like Rampage

Hundred bands, cut your girl

Now your girl need a Band-Aid (Damn)

Grade A, A1

Chain the color of Akon

Black diamonds, backpack rhymin’

Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yep)

Horsepower, horsepower

All this Polo on, I got horsepower

Pound of this cost four thousand

Now I make it rain, she want more showers

Rain (Rain) pourin’ (Pourin’)

All my cars is foreign (Foreign)

All my broads is foreign (Foreign)

Money tall like Jordan


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve)

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (Swerve)

Your chick, she so thirsty (Swerve)

I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat Lambo (Swerve, believe)

With your girl, she tryna jerk me (Swerve, believe)


Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a weepin’ and a mournin’ (Swerve)

And a gnashin’ of teeth (Swerve)

It is a—when it comes to my sound (Swerve)

Which is the champion sound (Swerve)

Believe, believe (Swerve)

Believe, believe (Swerve)

Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ and a gnashin’ of teeth

It is a weepin’ and a mournin’ and a gnashin’ of teeth

It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound

Believe, believe, believe, believe

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