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(Feat. Kanye West Big Sean Pusha T & 2 Chainz) [Hook x4] Lamborghini Mercy Your chick she so thirsty I'm in that two seat Lambo With your girl she tryna jerk me [Verse 1: Big Sean] Drop it to the floor Make that ass shake Woah make the ground move, that's an ass quake Built a house up on it, that's an ass state Roll my blunt on it, that's an ass tray Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this err' day-day? I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin', so much hate I need an AK Now we out in Paris, yeah I'm Perrierin' White girls politicin' that's that Sarah Palin Gettin', Californicatin' I give her that D, cause that's what I was born and raised in [Hook] Letras de canciones[Verse 2: Pusha T] It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game I'm red leather, this , I'm Rick James I'm bill droppin', Ms. Pacman is pill poppin' This pill popped, I'm poppin' too These blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that's real money Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin', that's exorcist My Audemar like Mardi Gras That's Swiss time and that's excellence Two door preference Roof gone George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Heinz is irrelevant Lambo, Mercy-lago, she go wherever I go Wherever we go we do it pronto [Hook] [Verse 3: Kanye West] Let the suicide doors up I threw suicides on the tour bus I threw suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit Tell 'em "give me fifty million or I'mma quit" Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up in your face level Don't do no press but I do the most press, kid Plush out my-my , make yours look like Precious Talkin' 'bout Mary she gone off that Molly Now the whole party is melted like Dhali Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I move in the lobby Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon see lawyers and niggas ? gettin Jordans [Verse 4: 2 Chainz] Now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonniase I'm drunk and high at the same time Drinkin' champaign on the airplane Spit rounds like the gun range Beat it up like Rampage 100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a bandaid Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon Platinum diamonds backpack around me Cosigned by Louis Voutton Horse power, horse power All this Polo on I got horse power Pound of this cost 4 thousand I make it rain, she want more showers Rain pourin', all my cars is foreign All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan [Hook] From Letras Mania