Letra de Mercy with Doubt - Young Nudy

Huh, yeah

She so fuckin' crazy man

Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me

All these niggas hatin', wish death upon me

Niggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me

Damn, niggas used to hate, lotta niggas doubt me

Yeah, I know they wanna be me

Bitches love me, they see me on they TV

All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D

Whole lotta money, baby, all on me

Yeah, came a long way from robbin' niggas for that Tony

I used to rob niggas for that Tony

And come and sell to the block, to the dope fiends

A young nigga with a motherfuckin' dope dream, but I was a robber

Didn't have enough dope, so I was a robber

Take this and anything that come my way, I had to cross it

You is not my dawgs, then fuck it, I'ma cross ya, yeah

I'm a slime, I'm a boss, bruh, yeah

All of this money, do you know what it cost 'round here? Yeah

I bring the shooters 'round me, man, they hang 'round here

Never switchin' up on my dawg, ain't nothin' but gang 'round here

Yeah, pussy nigga used to doubt me

Now I got your bitch and she wanna give me mouthy

Yeah, know that bitch on my IG

Damn, I know that ain't your wifey, yeah (Okay)

I just wanna fuck her, yeah, so nicey, yeah

Put a little nut on her white teeth, yeah

Yeah, that shit so nice, clean, yeah

I'm a Slimeball, they don't like me, yeah

Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me

All this niggas hatin', wish death upon me

Niggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me

Damn, niggas used to hate, lotta niggas doubt me

Yeah, I know they wanna be me

Bitches love me, they see me on they TV

All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D

Whole lotta money, baby, all on me

Rack it up, then I stack it up

Back in the booty club, fuckin' it up

I got the bitches, they pullin' up

All of these hoes, they wanna fuck, yeah, on me, okay

Bitch, I got this money, baby, yeah, it's on me

Fully loaded, loaded baked potato

Young nigga havin' the paper, yeah, fuck all my haters

All this goddamn paper, my hater motivate me

Bitch, I really get money, you know this city, it made me, yeah

Ridin' with the stick, real crazy

Nigga talkin' crazy, I pull up, I go brazy

Yeah, and you know just how I'm rockin'

Bitch, I'm high, I'm poppin'

So nigga, what's poppin?

All that goddamn poppin', you need to stop it

Slimeball (Slimeball) yeah yeah, Slimeball

All these niggas know my Slimeball

And I don't motherfuckin' like y'all

Slimeball, yeah, wish death upon me

All this niggas hatin', wish death upon me

Niggas wanna kill me, they hate 'round me

Damn, niggas used to hate, lotta niggas doubt me

Yeah, I know they wanna be me

Bitches love me, they see me on they TV

All this goddamn money up close, ooh, it's 3D

Whole lotta money, baby, all on me

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