Mercy
Pusha Lyrics


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Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me
O-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick, she so thirsty (boy)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (boy)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me

Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake)
Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state
Roll–roll–roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? (Huh?)
I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?)
Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hatin'
So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin'
White girls politickin', that's that Sarah Palin
Get–get–get–get–get–gettin' hot, Californicatin'
I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a—when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)

Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho
I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho
I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up, that's real money
Check the neck, check the wrist
Them heads turnin', that's exorcist
My Audemars like Mardi Gras
That's Swiss time, and that's excellence
Two-door preference
Roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo
Lambo Murciélago
She go wherever I go
Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it's like—

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve, believe)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a—when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe (swerve)

It is a weepin' and a moanin'
And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall
And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums
Cuh when time it comes to my sound
Which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many times
And it still have one more time left
Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder

Let the suicide doors up
I do suicides on the tour bus
I do suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit
Tell 'em gimme fifty million and Imma quit
Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level
Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level
Don't do no press but I get the most press kit
Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious
Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly
Now the whole party is melting like Dalí
Now everybody is movin' they body
Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby (yah)
Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important
You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)

Okay, now catch up to my campaign
Coupe the color of mayonnaise
I'm drunk and high at the same time
Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (tell 'em)
Spit rounds like a gun range (baow)
Beat it up like Rampage
Hundred bands, cut your girl
Now your girl need a Band-Aid (damn)
Grade A, A1
Chain the color of Akon
Black diamonds, backpack rhymin'
Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yep)
Horsepower, horsepower
All this Polo on, I got horsepower
Pound of this cost four thousand
Now I make it rain, she want more showers
Rain (rain) pourin' (pourin')
All my cars is foreign (foreign)
All my broads is foreign (foreign)
Money tall like Jordan

O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)
O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy (swerve)
Your chick, she so thirsty (swerve)
I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo (swerve)
With your girl, she tryna jerk me (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve)
And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve)
It is a—when it comes to my sound (swerve)
Which is the champion sound (swerve)
Believe, believe (swerve)
Believe (swerve)

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth




It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
Believe, believe, believe, believe

Overall Meaning

The song "Mercy" by Pusha T featuring Kanye West, Big Sean, and 2 Chainz is a braggadocious anthem that features the four artists boasting about their wealth, success, and sexual conquests. The opening lyrics reference a biblical phrase and are meant to emphasize the power and impact of their music on the listener. The repeated phrase "Lamborghini Mercy" signifies their luxurious lifestyles and the idea that they have everything they could possibly desire. The lyrics also depict a hedonistic lifestyle where the artists indulge in drug use and promiscuity. Kanye West's verse references cultural icons such as Rick James and Sarah Palin and 2 Chainz's verse contains a number of witty punchlines. The phrase "when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound" once again highlights their confidence and conviction in their music.


Overall, the song is a celebration of excess and materialism, showcasing the artists' flamboyant personalities and their musical prowess. Despite their reputations for provocative lyrics and controversial behavior, the song has been highly popular and showcases the artists at their most extravagant.


Line by Line Meaning

Well, it is a weepin' and a moanin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is a chaotic and unpleasant situation to be in.


It is a weepin' and a mournin' and a gnashin' of teeth
It is like a cry of despair and pain.


It is a—when it comes to my sound which is the champion sound Believe, believe
When it comes to his music, Pusha believes that he has the best sound.


O-o-o-o-o-okay, Lamborghini Mercy Your chick, she so thirsty
Pusha and his friends are driving a Lamborghini and the guys are popular with the girls who are looking for attention.


I-I-I-I-I'm in that two-seat Lambo With your girl, she tryna jerk me (believe)
Pusha is speeding in his sports car with someone else's girl trying to flirt with him.


Okay, drop it to the floor, make that ass shake (shake, shake) Woah, make the ground move, that's an ass quake Built a house up on that ass, that's an ass-state Roll–roll–roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray
The song refers to twerking and how the woman's movements are so impressive it feels like an earthquake and creates heat in the surrounding environment.


Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? (Huh?) I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday (Huh?) Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay And niggas still hatin' So much hate, I need a AK (AK)
Pusha is happy to have worked hard and finally gotten some finances but he still has people hating him, and he is frustrated with their constant negativity.


Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin' White girls politickin', that's that Sarah Palin Get–get–get–get–get–gettin' hot, Californicatin' I give her that D, 'cause that's where I was born and raised in
Pusha is having fun in Paris and he is enjoying the nightlife while seeing white women who he says are trying to be politically correct. He then talks about his own roots and how he is skilled in satisfying his lover.


It is a weepin' and a moanin' (swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (Swerve) It is a weepin' and a mournin' (swerve) And a gnashin' of teeth (swerve) It is a—when it comes to my sound (swerve) Which is the champion sound (swerve) Believe, believe (swerve)
Pusha is repeating the same lines from earlier but this time he is adding the word 'swerve' to signify them riding in a Lamborghini which is swerving back and forth.


Yugh! It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game, ho I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick James, ho I'm bill-droppin', Ms. Pac-man, this pill-poppin' ass ho I'm poppin' too, these blue dolphins need two coffins All she want is some heel money All she need is some bill money He take his time, he counts it out I weighs it up, that's real money
Pusha is in his prime and he is enjoying the life of a big-time music star. He mentions his outfit, the drugs he uses and the kind of girls he entertains. He then talks about the love of money and how it helps him lead a luxurious life.


Check the neck, check the wrist Them heads turnin', that's exorcist My Audemars like Mardi Gras That's Swiss time, and that's excellence Two-door preference Roof gone, George Jefferson That white frost on that pound cake So your Duncan Hines is irrelevant, woo Lambo Murciélago She go wherever I go Wherever we go, we do it pronto, it's like— Believe (swerve)
Pusha is flaunting his watch and other jewelry which turns heads wherever he goes. He is driving his Lamborghini which is preferred over any other car he might own. He is living his life at a fast pace and enjoying the moment.


It is a weepin' and a moanin' And a gnashin' of teeth in the dancehall And who no have teeth gwan rub pon dem gums Cuh when time it comes to my sound Which is the champion sound The bugle has blown fi many times And it still have one more time left Cuh the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder
This time, Pusha is mentioning the sounds of reggae music and how seeing people dance to it can be quite an experience. He is then relating it back to his own music and believes that he is carrying on the history of champion sounds in the music industry.


Let the suicide doors up I do suicides on the tour bus I do suicides on the private jet You know what that mean, I'm fly to death I step in Def Jam buildin' like I'm the shit Tell 'em gimme fifty million and Imma quit Most rappers' taste level ain't at my waist level Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-yo-face level Don't do no press but I get the most press kit Plus, yo, my bitch make your bitch look like Precious Somethin' 'bout Mary, she gone off that molly Now the whole party is melting like Dalí Now everybody is movin' they body Don't sell me apartment, I'll move in the lobby (yah) Niggas is loiterin' just to feel important You gon' see lawyers and niggas in Jordans (2 Chainz)
Pusha is boasting about his lifestyle, traveling on a tour bus and private jet. He then comes across arrogant when he enters the Def Jam building and boasts of quitting if he gets fifty million dollars. He is then discussing rap music and talking about his girlfriend being very attractive compared to his rivals. He then tells a story about a party and how the drugs had an effect on everyone. Lastly, he is expressing his wealth by saying he could buy a lobby as opposed to an apartment, and even poor people are dressing extravagantly.


Okay, now catch up to my campaign Coupe the color of mayonnaise I'm drunk and high at the same time Drinkin' champagne on the airplane (tell 'em) Spit rounds like a gun range (baow) Beat it up like Rampage Hundred bands, cut your girl Now your girl need a Band-Aid (damn) Grade A, A1 Chain the color of Akon Black diamonds, backpack rhymin' Co-signed by Louis Vuitton (yep) Horsepower, horsepower All this Polo on, I got horsepower Pound of this cost four thousand Now I make it rain, she want more showers Rain (rain) pourin' (pourin') All my cars is foreign (foreign) All my broads is foreign (foreign) Money tall like Jordan Believe, believe, believe, believe
Pusha is still bragging about his life and his possessions, from his car and alcohol to his jewelery and career. He makes jokes about beating people in the face like Rampage Jackson. He also brags about having international things like cars and women, and plenty of money like Michael Jordan.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC., Royalty Network, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Anthony Khan, Denzie Hugh Beagle, Herbert Cortez Turner, James Thomas, Kanye West, Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Mike Dean, Reggie Henriques Williams, Sean Michael Anderson, Stepan Taft, Tauheed Epps, Terrence Thornton, Wilbert Keith Williams, Willie Anto

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@money0925

​@@letlhogonolodiane3432 thats why I say arguably (not being a smart ass, I just like rap debates lol).These the only songs I think can be in the convo for best feature of the decade:

2 Chainz - Mercy (Star making verse, Instant turnup)

Nicky Minaj - Monster (She was kinda new at the time, but ate Kanye AND Jay Z. at the same time)

Kendrick - Control (New Niggas still aint got involved) AND Nosetalgia (Might be the best lyrically)

Drake - Stay Schemin (We aint heard from Common since lmao. Leave that man alone.)

Chance - Ultralight Beam (Til it drift to Pangea???? Amen)

Rick Ross - Devil and A New Dress (Ross at his peak)

If someone put anything else, they buggin lol



All comments from YouTube:

@Kyuzi

the transition of kanye’s verse to 2chainz’s verse will never get old

@yegra

Still gives me goosebumps till this day

@anthonycolon9012

The beat change for kanye's verse gives me chills

@johnh7278

By far one of the best follow ups. He reenergizes the song after Kanye.

@godwinmagaba3084

Best ever

@MRBASSYT

It’s perfect

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This is what happens when everyone in the group project tries.

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@@damnson5079 Your Weak, Christopher...

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