Tito Lopez - Have Mercy lyrics
rate me
[Chorus:]
I got to win
I mean I got to win
Everyday I sin
'Cause I got to win
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
I-I-I-I
I can't lose
I mean I can't lose
Every day I choose to do wrong
'Cause I can't lose
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
[Verse:]
I'm on boy, back in my zone boy
Leave me alone boy, you childish
I'm grown boy
I'm known boy
From making these bitches moan boy
Creep to the window
When your home boy
I got 'em
Quentin Tarantino,
Dogs Reservoir
They hate whoever mention
With grapes, when they never are
They always told me
Fame and fortune was never fun
Couldn't been a regular
Bet I be a better star
So come and get me
Slummin' in Mississippi
I bet a jar with a sticky
You suckers ain't fucking with me
I be on the most intelligent
Elegant and compelling shit
Then get belligerent
And get ignorant on some nigga shit
They say I got it
I don't even know what it is
I just know I'm a use it
And pass it on to my kids
No more struggling
And check stubs is doubling
Yes 'cause we bubbling
Just love to rub it in
[Chorus:]
I got to win
I mean I got to win
Everyday I sin
'Cause I got to win
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
I-I-I-I
I can't lose
I mean I can't lose
Every day I choose to do wrong
'Cause I can't lose
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
I'm heavy weighting, indian style
On a pile on money, I'm meditating
Nigga why you hesitating
Come and kill me if you
Don't feel me
I'll be waiting on you
Middle finger is up
If you know that still they hating on you
I'm living in the moment, I own it
Call it a tow mint, breath stinking
Been up all night
Drinking 'til my my
My head pounding,
My voice sound like Macy Gray
Stay the hell out of my way
'Cause I rain on your macy's day
Nobody mow realer, Willi's on the phone with all
Hoes on the side of the streets hollaring
Goat killer, untamed dough realer
Beat by old nigga
All these producers say they got the fibe
But they ain't no dealer
Shit I ain't no dealer
I don't fuck with drugs
Laughing at stupid bitches
Out here trying to fuck with thugs
Baby come fuck with us
Big long dick black tip like a sharpie
You mad 'cause you aren't me
[Chorus:]
I got to win
I mean I got to win
Everyday I sin
'Cause I got to win
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
I-I-I-I
I can't lose
I mean I can't lose
Every day I choose to do wrong
'Cause I can't lose
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
[Verse:]
Listen I came from nothing
Ashamed of nothing
'Cause that dame you coughing
Give me brain for nothing
Open your eyes man
I gave away game for nothing
Watching these pussy niggars out here
Get fame for nothing
Don't let these fans get you live Li Lo
'Cause music change every season
Like the Cosby show
And I be so
"Fuck 'em, screw 'em"
How you wanna do 'em
Gran' daddy in heaven told me
Send these niggas to him
[Chorus:]
I got to win
I mean I got to win
Everyday I sin
'Cause I got to win
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
I-I-I-I
I can't lose
I mean I can't lose
Every day I choose to do wrong
'Cause I can't lose
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have
Mercy, mercy on me
