Beef Storm Posse

Mercy
Making my rounds in my limo Catching more bitches than a fish with a minnow Going on Leno, Letterman, Daily Show Crossfire invited, but we just said no Time to rewind, refine or geek out My notes are so dope, I got a ho in each house Cooking lobster, trout, always eating out You Casanova cats know what I'm talking about Traffic's heavy, I'm in demand In the back with two sexy lesbians Let's be partners, let's be friends Let's get lose on the juice and gin Damn, I'm the man with the bank account I could write a rubber check, couldn't make it bounce I get the green by the tree, I could rake an ounce But the fee ain't free, start making out With each other, I love them chains Get shitfaced, whipped cream and champagne I'm the president of pussy, I'll start my campaign I approve this message, start the damn thing I'm in charge of the party, marvelous SongtexteRed carpets ain't large enough for us I'm gonna buy the bar, charge it on my Master Card While Dick Clark parks cars for us It's getting late in the evening My razor blade is ready to start cleaving, time to start skiing My nose is on the slopes, I hope it ain't bleeding I only do a show when the dope is in season And I believe I'm fly like TWA Crashing two planes into the World Trade Oops, I didn't mean it, I can keep it a secret Like getting laid by Deborah Lafave in the 3rd grade MERCY It's burdening, it must have hurt the world to have heard of me You gotta learn new words just to follow a verse And anything less is perjury Aus Songtexte Mania