Merkules – Conor McGregor

I apologize to absolutely fucking nobody
I swear we do this in our sleep man
Stompdown Killaz – 2017

I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
Get lost in the sauce, take a shot at you haters (Yah)
We eatin’, we all getting catered and my squad going major
I’m on a hiatus
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor

2017, I’m going back to my old ways
Ridin’ through your city in a Chevy rocking no plates
Y’all are just some no names, always trying to roll play
Nickname Cuervo, I’m always on that Jose
Ok I’m the real McCoy, and your girl a pedophile ’cause she feel the boy
The missing the piece of the puzzle, they trying to fill the void
Y’all are broke always trying to pay your bills in coins
I’m animalistic, I’m here to handle my businesses
So if you happen to hear this, I got a casket you’re fillin’
I’m running circles around these artists like I’m practicing fitness
And I’m so good with my numbers I’m like a mathematician
I’ll deliver at your door like I’m Panago Pizza
I can see ’em feeling salty so I’m slamming tequila
I brought a pack of hyenas, this shit’s a (w)rap like a pita
They got the best of me before – I lay ’em flat like it’s Diaz, huh!

I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
Get lost in the sauce, take a shot at you haters (Yah)
We eatin’, we all getting catered and my squad going major
I’m on a hiatus
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
[x2]

I was born with my heart on my sleeve
And you don’t want it with these
I feel like Conor, y’all are not in my league
One swing and they asleep but they caught a fatigue
Cause y’all are hollow like the bottom of this bottle of Beam
Don’t get caught in between, I’m real nasty with it
One gut punch and you’ll throw up what you had for dinner
I got mink made of gold and some platinum slippers
So everywhere I go these hoes ask for pictures
I’m the one who punk’d Ashton Kutcher
And you don’t want beef with me dog, I am the butcher
I’m kicking in the door, I’m here to turn’t up with y’all
I got the liquor, got the green, dog I’m Kermit the frog
If your looking for a fight I’m the first one to call
I’m in a mosh pit swinging leaving permanent scars
I’m on a pirate ship in Ireland just counting these dollars
‘Cause getting knocked out by me is considered an honor, bitch

I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
Get lost in the sauce, take a shot at you haters (Yah)
We eatin’, we all getting catered and my squad going major
I’m on a hiatus
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
WOO! I feel like I’m Conor McGregor
[x2]

Updated: 30 November 2017 — 08:28

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