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Mercy Beats, nigga

Say juice, what type of juice you on

The past mean nothin' when you just up and leave

It's like you run from me, won't give a pass

You took my heart, the love is shit, mean nothin' to me

When I be sad, I wipe my eyes and thrash Gettin' money, best for me

I don't wanna talk, what's best for you

Turn the page, that's what I do

When I say sexy, I mean super sexy

Money turn me on, don't need no weapons

I clutch lethal weapons

It won't be long until they gone