Phillip Flame - Mercy lyrics

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Phillip Flame - Mercy lyrics

[Intro: Fuzzy Jones] Well, it is a weeping and a moaning and a gnashing of teeth It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth 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***as 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 a**uming that you straight gay And n***as 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***as 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***as bow down I done told these n***as 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***as is worthy They tardy to the party, but me and my n***as early I'm still reppin' that left side, that's right, I stay fly Yeah, real n***as, what up, though? You lame n***as 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 d**, 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 teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth 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 d**h 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 s**, 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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