Mercy Kanye West Song Lyrics
Well, it is a weepin’ and a moanin’ and a gnashin’ of teethIt is a weepin’ and a mournin’ and a gnashin’ of teethIt is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion soundBelieve, believe
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini MercyYour chick, she so thirstyI-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat LamboWith your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)O-o-okay, Lamborghini MercyYour chick, she so thirstyI-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat LamboWith your girl, she tryna jerk meO-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)I-I-I-I-I’m in that two-seat LamboWith your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini MercyYour 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 quakeBuilt a house up on that ass, that’s an ass-stateRoll-roll-roll my weed on it, that’s an ass traySay, 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 vacayAnd 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 PalinGet-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)
Yugh! It’s prime time, my top back, this pimp game, hoI’m red leather, this cocaine, I’m Rick James, hoI’m bill-droppin’, Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin’ ass hoI’m poppin’ too, these blue dolphins need two coffinsAll she want is some heel moneyAll she need is some bill moneyHe take his time, he counts it outI weighs it up, that’s real moneyCheck the neck, check the wristThem heads turnin’, that’s exorcistMy Audemars like Mardi GrasThat’s Swiss time, and that’s excellenceTwo-door preferenceRoof gone, George JeffersonThat white frost on that pound cakeSo your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, wooLambo Murci-lagoShe go wherever I goWherever 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)
It is a weepin’ and a moanin’And a gnashin’ of teeth in the dancehallAnd who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gumsCuh when time it comes to my soundWhich is the champion soundThe bugle has blown fi many timesAnd it still have one more time leftCuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
Let the suicide doors upI do suicides on the tour busI do suicides on the private jetYou know what that mean, I’m fly to deathI step in Def Jam buildin’ like I’m the shitTell ’em gimme fifty million and Imma quitMost rappers’ taste level ain’t at my waist levelTurn up the bass ’til it’s up-in-yo-face levelDon’t do no press but I get the most press kitPlus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like PreciousSomethin’ ’bout Mary, she gone off that mollyNow the whole party is melting like Dal-Now everybody is movin’ they bodyDon’t sell me apartment, I’ll move in the lobby (yah)Niggas is loiterin’ just to feel importantYou gon’ see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)
Okay, now catch up to my campaignCoupe the color of mayonnaiseI’m drunk and high at the same timeDrinkin’ champagne on the airplane (tell ’em)Spit rounds like a gun range (baow)Beat it up like RampageHundred bands, cut your girlNow your girl need a Band-Aid (damn)Grade A, A1Chain the color of AkonBlack diamonds, backpack rhymin’Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yep)Horsepower, horsepowerAll this Polo on, I got horsepowerPound of this cost four thousandNow I make it rain, she want more showersRain (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)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 teethIt is a weepin’ and a mournin’ and a gnashin’ of teethIt is a-when it comes to my sound which is the champion soundBelieve, believe, believe, believe