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64 Bars Video (MV)




Performed By: Mercy Great
Length: 4:15
Written by: Michael Phillips, Quintin Martins




Mercy Great - 64 Bars Lyrics
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Harder than cement a part of this G shit
Yo Bitch on my team she the heart of my Defense
Father I repent tomorrow I re-sin
Call Up my freak friend, who part Puerto Rican
Spin like a DJ I'm Gucci like Edai
I'm running like a relay, I tip in my PJ's
I can't hear what he say, Give a f*ck what she say
Bitch this my highlights, the f*ck is my replay?
I'm balling like Madden hoe, I'm a f*cking commander jo
Man your numbers ain't acurable and yo lyrics ain't factual
I been on that corner hoe, California imported bowe
I'm important I'm sure you know The Buord is incorpable
I'm cold as the Northern Pole filming pornos with Portland hoes
Yo bitch on my morning show she suck me I'm snoring though
Damn she a horny hoe, Call up her freaky friend
Can't take her to my house so I f*cked her in Rio benz
It's popping in Rio benz got some toppy in Rio benz
She massage on my feet and shit, I'm a king I'm a gentleman
Can't compete with no middle man Can't beef I'm a bigger man
It get hot when I start to rock baby turn on ceiling fan
Blowing Loud that's strong, ain't getting money you gone
Boy it's evident that I'm selling shit right out my Gma home
Niggas throwing rakes you ain't to the right then matha f*cka you wrong
My Nigga Duke he gone, My Nigga Vest he gone
They gave Andre six, two he sit, next year he'll be home
I was in Dekalb, college town, trapping out them Dorms
But you can ask around, I move hash and loud, and I grow the shit like it's Corn
We got big guns good galore with yo chick cum on my sword
Blowing loud watching Colbert, getting head sipping cold beer
Don't come here if you ain't known here, we stay on our ten toes here
Midwest I'm the pope here, the industry we got em so scared
I'm so good in my hood come on nigga let's roll there
Uptown we got bowes theres L.G we got it sewed there
DukeVille that's my home and you can get smoked there
Ask yo bitch "Where she goin"? she said "Mind ya business, Nigga nowhere"!
Gucci boots she got four pair, my bitches fly like O'Hare
Chi-town we got dope here, fin-ball and them folks here
Thirty shots with them scopes here, Mercy pounding? that's folk nem
Shoot ya lining off no hair, do a show and that's coke fair
Hitters off on Colfax, I'm in the Two T's where them Moes at
Or on 9trey with the pimps, I57 taking trips
I go super hard, I'm a superstar with a bad broad, shorty take a pic
That's on 7 that's Gangster shit, she doing dicks and we taping it
Ya taping it? we taping it! on my jump drive so I'm so saving it
Stream vids I favorite, Buord member I'm labeled it
Only the real eat at my table bitch, the boys flood I ain't saying shit
Like I don't know what the f*ck you talking bout right now
Like I don't know who got the coke and who got shot down
You better gone bruh with that shit, it's in my blood not to never snitch
My guys f*ck around cause the tip, you ain't tough clown you a bitch
With the four pound on my hip, we make no sound when we hit
With four bust-downs in my flicks and a million styles to get rich
Shorty chill for now I'm in the building, whip my meat right out I'm bout to kill it
Ring shots out I'm from the Chi-town and my state be the Illest
We go Ape Gorillas creep up like ninjas
Merk off yo niggas ya little niggas
Should call me Mister I might cut yo bitch bruh
Cousins and Auntie yo Mamas and sister
I hit her and diss her she suck my dick you kissed her
Nasty, Nasty why that bitch so Nasty
Ashley, Jazzy, I keep they knees ashy
Pussy taste like candy meat sweet like Bambi
F*ck the momma f*ck the daughter they both call me daddy (daddy)
Daddy... Daddy
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Harder than cement a part of this G shit
Yo Bitch on my team she the heart of my Defense
Father I repent tomorrow I re-sin
Call Up my freak friend, who part Puerto Rican
Spin like a DJ I'm Gucci like Edai
I'm running like a relay, I tip in my PJ's
I can't hear what he say, Give a f*ck what she say
Bitch this my highlights, the f*ck is my replay?
I'm balling like Madden hoe, I'm a f*cking commander jo
Man your numbers ain't acurable and yo lyrics ain't factual
I been on that corner hoe, California imported bowe
I'm important I'm sure you know The Buord is incorpable
I'm cold as the Northern Pole filming pornos with Portland hoes
Yo bitch on my morning show she suck me I'm snoring though
Damn she a horny hoe, Call up her freaky friend
Can't take her to my house so I f*cked her in Rio benz
It's popping in Rio benz got some toppy in Rio benz
She massage on my feet and shit, I'm a king I'm a gentleman
Can't compete with no middle man Can't beef I'm a bigger man
It get hot when I start to rock baby turn on ceiling fan
Blowing Loud that's strong, ain't getting money you gone
Boy it's evident that I'm selling shit right out my Gma home
Niggas throwing rakes you ain't to the right then matha f*cka you wrong
My Nigga Duke he gone, My Nigga Vest he gone
They gave Andre six, two he sit, next year he'll be home
I was in Dekalb, college town, trapping out them Dorms
But you can ask around, I move hash and loud, and I grow the shit like it's Corn
We got big guns good galore with yo chick cum on my sword
Blowing loud watching Colbert, getting head sipping cold beer
Don't come here if you ain't known here, we stay on our ten toes here
Midwest I'm the pope here, the industry we got em so scared
I'm so good in my hood come on nigga let's roll there
Uptown we got bowes theres L.G we got it sewed there
DukeVille that's my home and you can get smoked there
Ask yo bitch "Where she goin"? she said "Mind ya business, Nigga nowhere"!
Gucci boots she got four pair, my bitches fly like O'Hare
Chi-town we got dope here, fin-ball and them folks here
Thirty shots with them scopes here, Mercy pounding? that's folk nem
Shoot ya lining off no hair, do a show and that's coke fair
Hitters off on Colfax, I'm in the Two T's where them Moes at
Or on 9trey with the pimps, I57 taking trips
I go super hard, I'm a superstar with a bad broad, shorty take a pic
That's on 7 that's Gangster shit, she doing dicks and we taping it
Ya taping it? we taping it! on my jump drive so I'm so saving it
Stream vids I favorite, Buord member I'm labeled it
Only the real eat at my table bitch, the boys flood I ain't saying shit
Like I don't know what the f*ck you talking bout right now
Like I don't know who got the coke and who got shot down
You better gone bruh with that shit, it's in my blood not to never snitch
My guys f*ck around cause the tip, you ain't tough clown you a bitch
With the four pound on my hip, we make no sound when we hit
With four bust-downs in my flicks and a million styles to get rich
Shorty chill for now I'm in the building, whip my meat right out I'm bout to kill it
Ring shots out I'm from the Chi-town and my state be the Illest
We go Ape Gorillas creep up like ninjas
Merk off yo niggas ya little niggas
Should call me Mister I might cut yo bitch bruh
Cousins and Auntie yo Mamas and sister
I hit her and diss her she suck my dick you kissed her
Nasty, Nasty why that bitch so Nasty
Ashley, Jazzy, I keep they knees ashy
Pussy taste like candy meat sweet like Bambi
F*ck the momma f*ck the daughter they both call me daddy (daddy)
Daddy... Daddy
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Writer: Michael Phillips, Quintin Martins
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