Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I your love, just lead me on
Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang

Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power now
The G5'll get me out in an hour now
The MAC movin' like crack, I'm powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them now
I got the trophies and the
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the
I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the
The Nicki when I fly to Prague, uh

I'm a sucker for you
Boom
Boom

Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now?
I 'em like hippies now
They see me, say now
Homes runnin' like now
They switchin' like now
You is iffy now
Bitches tune up
We 'em to Jiffy now
I'm thicker peanut butter
He nuttin' like now
He want me to be his
His misses like now, uh

you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh)
I your love, just lead me on
give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
Boom

She invites me to the
Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh)
My piece, but she's also someone's wife
So time we is borrowed
But our moment
Right here, fuck
'Cause moments these are to die for
And she's all
Nice and easy as hair I'm bleaching it blonde
So we got that lightning in a

She's tipsy, I'm
So she a chip on her shoulder
Sits on the sofa, I go to a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of on
She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so
that shit's got pneumonia"
I her, "Bitch now, just hold up"
That's why rap a doctor
A slip, known to swole up
It's time to it for strep or some tonsillitis
'Cause like what they you with when your throat hurts
That's why is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the culture

Speed it up a bit
You ain't dealin' with a fuckin'
I used to medicate I'd get a fuckin' bellyache
And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna brake
I accelerate to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it detonate
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I set a date
With the devil and celebrate, together we can
And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now...
Take a ride me, hop into my time machine
I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust into
Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a to your right
And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was
And never gonna reach these
heights, they're just too to reach it
I even reached my fuckin' highest
You pick another game, try hide-and-seek
And you might decide to cheat
'Cause you gotta your eyes to peep
Am I indeed the last of a breed?
Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to heat
If you wrapped your meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I'm back to the kingdom of fuck it
Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, it
Let me it one hundred,
two shouldn't be your themes of discussion
The and her husband,
last thing you're wanna be is our subjects, yeah

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just me on
Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
'Cause I'm a for ya
Boom
shang-a-lang-a-lang

Yo, yo, let me hit you
Told 'em I'd get you
I you sittin' there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that
I am who did you
You trippin', did you
post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a pack, check out this Nicki act
this Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

How dare all them my style
The want
the dance, we a go skin out time now
I wanna, suicidal
Yeah, on the real I'm these idol
Gotta be dumb to me your rival
I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow
Die slow, die
Jealousy is a disease, die
Die slow, die
Tell her that is a disease, die slow