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No Mercy (intro) Lyrics - Artist : Young M.A
Oh this what we doin?
Took the cold out my heart went and put it on a watch Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top But ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision God told me do it, so I did it on 'em And hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on 'em Since they want to pay attention, I'ma bill it on 'em I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em Then she went and dropped her panties Fuck your heart, I want a Grammy Don't take Molly, don't take Xannies But there's weed inside the pantry I get high, to get by She go low 'cause she my hoe Shout-out Reem, that's the bro Shout-out to my muthafuckin woes We ain't never home, we on the road Ain't no letting up ain't catching up, we on a roll Pull up in a skrrt skrrt, hop out then I brrrp brrrp Cameras out, hold up, let me pose Pretty muthafucker put me on the front of Vogue Niggas try to be tha bro, but they don't know the code I put Her in History and sold around the globe This about to be the greatest story never told, nigga Huh? If you ain't know, then now you know, nigga Huh? I wasn't welcomed, I imposed, nigga Huh? I put this dick inside her soul, nigga Uh, just to get up under niggas skin Fuckin with the same sex, they say it's a sin But I'm a dyke and she a fem, it's a synonym Puttin M |
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