LL Merc
Yeah Yeah ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Mamacita my margarita
She make pizza not on pita
She not a cheetah my bonita
You gotta meet her, got greet her
Batman and Robin
Grow up like nightwing
This is a late night thing
Your body in Tyson
I strike like lighting
Static Shock I'm light king
Ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Right there
That's my shit right there
Making hits right here
I got your bitch right here
Talking shit right here
Got the clip right here
Make the clip disappear
Now you not even hear
Shit yeah got the ditch right there
I ain't playing no games
But I got the chips right here
We kick shit right here
No more saying it's my year
My shit bubbing out of space
My shit travel light years
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LL Merc
Yeah Yeah ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Mamacita my margarita
She make pizza not on pita
She not a cheetah my bonita
You gotta meet her, got greet her
Batman and Robin
Grow up like nightwing
This is a late night thing
Your body in Tyson
I strike like lighting
Static Shock I'm light king
Ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Right there
That's my shit right there
Making hits right here
I got your bitch right here
Talking shit right here
Got the clip right here
Make the clip disappear
Now you not even hear
Shit yeah got the ditch right there
I ain't playing no games
But I got the chips right here
We kick shit right here
No more saying it's my year
My shit bubbing out of space
My shit travel light years
Yeah Yeah ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Mamacita my margarita
She make pizza not on pita
She not a cheetah my bonita
You gotta meet her, got greet her
Batman and Robin
Grow up like nightwing
This is a late night thing
Your body in Tyson
I strike like lighting
Static Shock I'm light king
Ok come on
I had to whip it and flip it
And trap out the phone
I had to go get the digits
And go on the road
Twenty-Five-Hundred-Thou
All the way from home
She want it for ever
Nah ain't jumping the broom
Right there
That's my shit right there
Making hits right here
I got your bitch right here
Talking shit right here
Got the clip right here
Make the clip disappear
Now you not even hear
Shit yeah got the ditch right there
I ain't playing no games
But I got the chips right here
We kick shit right here
No more saying it's my year
My shit bubbing out of space
My shit travel light years
Writer: Mekhi Cross, Rashawn Clemons
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid