Mercy Lyrics – Uncle Ticky
Singer: Uncle Ticky
Title: Mercy
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money yeah-yeah-yeah
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money
Uh
Give me eyes so, I can see them
We know they say that these looks are deceiving
Don’t believe me? Face time your lady
At six in the morning and six in the evening
Gold digger come left, right and center (left, right and centеr)
Put me in the middle, I pasha with prеssure
Me, I no go move; no sela, no sela
Cause you can’t touch this; no kwesa, no tesha
Ohh yeah, I know, I kno-ow
I fi stress big time when you dey call
Cause the villain stay acting tondolo
Finna dribble a n#gg# and hit Beckham-o-o-o
I dey beg for your mercy (Ehhh)
She just wanna chop my money yeah-yeah-yeah (she just wanna chop my money)
I dey beg for your mercy (Ehhh)
She just wanna chop my money (she just wanna chop, chop, chop)
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money yeah-yeah-yeah (she just wanna chop my money)
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money
She just wanna chop
Chop my money
Chop my dollar
Chop my quid-a
Chop my cheddar
Ay ay ay
Check
These girls are like roads; more curvier, more dangerous (Damn)
Though them slender ones they’re savages too
Who that honey over there? (Off limit, off limit)
Give a green light baby (Let’s get it, let’s get it)
I love the way the honey maintain herself
Fine little shawty told me brace yourself (brace yourself)
Oh damn
She kicking them legs into a split, she the female Van Damme
Can’t blame her for the dancing, she been working all day (Working all day)
That’s why nobody ever believe me when I say
She can make your mind flip; Sky pombe
When she moving those legs like De Mama De
Your girl be thinking that she like Lexy Panterra
Whenever she in the middle, my n#gg# that’s why she single
She keep on dancing and dancing while all my boys keep on tipping
But she gon’ friend zone y’all n#gg#s
She be like gracias amigo (Ouu damn, she hit ‘em with that gracias amigo)
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money yeah-yeah-yeah
I dey beg for your mercy
She just wanna chop my money
Ouu-ouuu yeah, mercy
She just wanna chop my money yeah-yeah-yeah
I dey beg for your mercy yeah (Hol’ up)
Hmmm, I heard that she just wanna chop life though
Ticky Tell Em Say
They go chop your money and leave bruh
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