[Intro: Fuzzy Jones]
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
[Chorus: YB, Big Sean & Fuzzy Jones]
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
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I’m rocking bally, walking the valley of death
Vacheron cost a Lambo, you niggas in debt
I ain’t want to fuck your girl, I just wanted a fresh
After BIG, Puff told me I was the best
Still is that top nigga
Cocaine, Ciroc nigga
Pull up on that yacht nigga
Detectives know I’m hot nigga
Hostile, mob style, Rothchild's
Trench coat, half cal, my dick hang to my calf now
Real nigga, I woke up with a kilo
Real bitch, keep kissing on my pee hole
Paid in full, bitch I think I’m Rico
It’s Rozay, I sold food like Cee-Lo
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
[Chorus: YB, Big Sean & Fuzzy Jones]
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
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I’m rocking bally, walking the valley of death
Vacheron cost a Lambo, you niggas in debt
I ain’t want to fuck your girl, I just wanted a fresh
After BIG, Puff told me I was the best
Still is that top nigga
Cocaine, Ciroc nigga
Pull up on that yacht nigga
Detectives know I’m hot nigga
Hostile, mob style, Rothchild's
Trench coat, half cal, my dick hang to my calf now
Real nigga, I woke up with a kilo
Real bitch, keep kissing on my pee hole
Paid in full, bitch I think I’m Rico
It’s Rozay, I sold food like Cee-Lo
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