Whatever you say, Mrs. (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 shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the 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 did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue I'm buyin' buildings, we buy the blogs The Nicki when I fly to Prague, uh
I'm a sucker for you Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who want it with now? I smoke 'em like now see me, say yippie now Homes runnin' Griffey now They switchin' sissies now You is iffy now Bitches switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm thicker than 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 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
She me to the condo Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh) My piece, but she's also someone's wife So time we is borrowed But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause moments like are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got lightning in a bottle
She's tipsy, I'm So she gets a chip on her Sits on the sofa, I go to a Slick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked that shit's got pneumonia" I her, "Bitch now, just hold up" That's why rap a doctor A genre slip, to swole up It's time to check it for strep or tonsillitis 'Cause like what they you with when your throat hurts why Tribe is so vital, we need Q-Tip for the culture
Speed it up a bit You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't wanna ever I wanna accelerate to a that I can elevate The men up with the pen, make it mothafuckin' detonate I make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate, we can renovate And re-develop hella weights, and get a special place... now... Take a ride with me, hop into my time I'ma take the driver's seat as I into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a human
I must be like pie crust I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never reach these heights, they're too high to reach it I ain't even my fuckin' highest You better pick another game, try And you might decide to cheat 'Cause you open your eyes to peep Am I indeed the last of a dying Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to heat If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer And I'm back to rule the of fuck it Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, it Let me it one hundred, two things shouldn't be your of discussion The and her husband, last thing gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh) I want love, just lead me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Yo, yo, let me hit you 'em I'd get you back I know you sittin' there just thinkin' who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on Nicki unless you sellin' Nicki crack Here, take a pack, check out this Nicki act Nicki this that, all these bitches piggypack Nicki back, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them mirror my The mandem the dance, we a go skin out time now I wanna, suicidal Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches' Gotta be dumb to make me rival I'm too powerful, yeah, you not powerful So say your prayers 'cause you to die slow Die slow, die is a disease, die slow Die slow, die Tell her jealousy is a disease, die slow