Mercedes

作词 : Lee Everett

作曲 : Lee Everett

I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came

**** the bank 'til the guap came

I fell in love with that b***h, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't love the same thing

I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah

**** the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)

I fell in love with her p***y, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't like the same things

Uh

Ain't no timbеrland, I boot it up, (yеah, ayy)

One second, it's lеave mе 'lone

Then, I don't want to be alone

Yeah, I want you to leave me 'lone

I feel like a boss, b***h, you're fired, you laid off

A killer at heart, b***h, I feel like I'm Adolf

In the cut, my AK on me, I'm goin let it off

Don't believe me try me, yeah, yeah, yeah, i get it off

Its got a .45 b***h, yeah

With a .9 b***h, you know you ain't my b***h

You's a sidekick, you know you ain't my b***h

You's a sidekick (I still make her ride it like a bike)

I get ghost up in that ghost, huh

Yeah, I do the most

Brag up on 'em, and I boast, yeah

Pop a bottle, pop a model, same thing in my eyes

Run up on me, .40 on me, leave you traumatized

Yeah yeah, ay

I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came

**** the bank 'til the guap came

I fell in love with that b***h, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't love the same thing

I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah

**** the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)

I fell in love with her p***y, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't like the same things

Uh

Catch a body gang, that's what we about, yeah, ayy

Off the m***y gang, at your b***h house, uh, ayy

Got the whole gang at your b***h house, uh, ayy

Did our whole thing at your b***h house, yeah

I ain't never ever lacking, uh, huh, huh

.40 on me, yeah, i smack it, uh, huh, huh

Told you i ain't with the lacking, uh, huh, huh

Yeah, i be pistol packing, yeah, huh, huh

Yeah, i go through these phases, it’s amazing, this b***h drive me crazy, like Mercedes

Crash the Mercedes, smash your lady

On the daily, **** nigga don’t play me

**** nigga I play for keeps, on the scene i spray then leave, these nigga s won’t let me be, these nigga s won’t let me breathe, run up on me I make em bleed, got a gun on my hip fall back, got a choppa in the trunk fall back, ayy

I feel like a boss, b***h, you're fired, you laid off

A killer at heart, b***h, I feel like I'm Adolf

In the cut, my AK on me, I'm goin let it off

Don't believe me try me, yeah, yeah, yeah, i get it off

Its got a .45 b***h, yeah

With a .9 b***h, you know you ain't my b***h

You's a sidekick, you know you ain't my b***h

You's a sidekick (I still make her ride it like a bike)

I ain't never ever lacking, uh, huh, huh

.40 on me, yeah, i smack it, uh, huh, huh

Told you i ain't with the lacking, uh, huh, huh

Yeah, i be pistol packing, yeah, huh, huh

Yeah, i go through these phases, it’s amazing, this b***h drive me crazy, like Mercedes

Crash the Mercedes, smash your lady

On the daily, **** nigga don’t play me

**** nigga I play for keeps, on the scene i spray then leave, these nigga s won’t let me be, these nigga s won’t let me breathe, run up on me I make em bleed, got a gun on my hip fall back, got a choppa in the trunk fall back, ayy

I fell in love with the paper, then the guap came

**** the bank 'til the guap came

I fell in love with that b***h, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't love the same thing

I fell in love with the money, then the guap came, yeah

**** the bank 'til the guap came (hell yeah)

I fell in love with her p***y, she love c*****e

Too bad we don't like the same things

Uh