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Young Lay - Lawd Have Mercy lyrics
* send corrections to the typist [Chorus: repeat 4X] I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot [Young Lay] Lawd have mercy on him, I didn't want to spill him I only wanted his loot but I had to shoot As soon as he stopped I turned and locked the door he reached for his gat And get the pourin like bleach when I split splat And on this jack I'm dialin on the cellular Cudee's in the lowest cuz hit 'em with one and now they was They tried to milk me so I pealed him quick as fuck Cudee seen his brains and remains say you sick as the fuck You know what's up, and yea y'all know the deal There go them niggas who tried to fandangle let's untangle this Sicc Set, loccest out, Black 'N' Dangerous They never knew about my crew and how we came to this Slapping niggas over the head with a gang of shit Get respect, got a tech hollerin it's the set I'm constantly sweatin, rollers might be comin fast Cudees, some money, a fifth of Remi with some bloody zags Left him fast cause it was sheisty Counted the cash and dropped the bitches by the spot G paper ain't nuthin to have me sneakin up on your daily block and high as a kite I cut your neck and nigga that's your life [Chorus x4] I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot (In background:) Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Heeeyyyeah Lawd have mercy Lawd have mercy Lawd have mercy [Young Lay] Killin remains dealin phat livin off of caine Even got you gat whole crew stacks and pack a mack How cold are keys and just what have we Young job schemin, and now we sewin up this whole street Lounge with me and get y'all spot Sicc Set mack Till you on the strip with gat and don't want to get jack It's in his arms I'm not calm The rollers on our dick and punk bitches know we got it going on It's in my blood I got love I told my homie run Because the rollers might be comin bounce And even though they saw you bounce And even though your going down toss your g that quarter-ounce Ruffed and cuffed him and now they fin to rush me Shit, Lawd have mercy [Chorus x4] I didn't want to spill him, I only want his loot I didn't want to spill him but I had to shoot (In background:) Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Lawd have Mercy, Oh Lawd Heeeyyyeah Lawd have mercy Lawd have mercy Lawd have mercy [Young Lay] Shoot'em till he dies take his loot and ride Who will be doing this shit in the mind of a lunatic I came across a lot of homies who was nice guys But some of these nicer guys is jackin in disguise And hell of mellon G's fuck this sprouts jealousies And over debatin they got you hatin from the start Just like that broken heart that homie leaded to another fantasy Like showing them cops where we lounge at and where we be Now when they see me they post up explode the turf G Lawd have mercy [Chorus until end with mixed vocals] |
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