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LETRA
Have Mercy Kid Ugh Sweet Lord, please have mercy Baby Jesus, please save us I know I used up my three favors Back to sinnin' like a week later New car, speed racer Cop a crib, need acres Most of all, we all need prayer Karma comin', beware I don't know where I'm goin', huh But I hope I'm on the right path Life'll hit you with a light jab Mike Tyson, strike back You niggas goin' out slight sad Know I'm all about my bag New drip, I grab I just wanna get my life back There's no complainin' on this side My niggas, shit is not tolerated Cut some niggas off like a operation And my team way more consolidated Suite presidential, that's inauguration 'Cause we cookin' crack like Ronald Reagan Chip on my shoulder, boy, I'm not for waitin' Divine timin', took a lot of patience Now it's time for the takeover, all gas and the brake's slower Took a trip out to Tokyo, now I'm here in Paris for the layover F*** old niggas, boy, your day's over You mad at me because your pace slower Bitter ni***, you a shade-thrower, I was just sleepin' on a sofa Now I ride with a paid chauffeur 'Cause I'm way doper, better stay sober I paint pictures, you a Crayola I got a bad bitch and she laid over She really asked could she stay over I told her that we need to face closure The smell of money has a great odor These the things that I prayed over Sweet Lord, please have mercy Baby Jesus, please save us I know I used up my three favors Back to sinnin' like a week later New car, speed racer Cop a crib, need acres Most of all, we all need prayer Karma comin', beware I don't know where I'm goin', huh But I hope I'm on the right path Life'll hit you with a light jab Mike Tyson, strike back You niggas goin' out slight sad Know I'm all about my bag New drip, I grab I just wanna get my life back (Huh, huh) Why cry over spilled milk if you still feel I'm the real deal? My bitch bad with no ill-will 'cause she'll murk a ni*** like Kill Bill Loose slips sink ships, Cam'ron pink drip, that is my fashion I'm not really with the high flashin', it's no helpin' with my braggin' I penetrate it, been the greatest New house, renovate it I got the juice, you eliminated Pussy niggas always instigatin' Can't f*** me over, boy, I'm too clever That applies all to whoever I'm just here to pursue pleasure Boy, I'm goin' out like Hugh Hefner Sweet Lord, please have mercy Baby Jesus, please save us I know I used up my three favors Back to sinnin' like a week later New car, speed racer Cop a crib, need acres Most of all, we all need prayer Karma comin', beware I don't know where I'm goin', huh But I hope I'm on the right path Life'll hit you with a light jab Mike Tyson, strike back You niggas goin' out slight sad Know I'm all about my bag New drip, I grab I just wanna get my life back Baby Jesus, please save us Baby Jesus, please save us
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