Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh) I want love, just lead me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the now The G5'll get me out there in an now The MAC movin' like crack, I'm sellin' now G-game over, locker room, hit showers now I got the and the catalogue Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, the catalogue I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the The challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
I'm a sucker for you Boom Boom
Uh, yo, who want it Nicki now? I smoke 'em hippies now They see me, say now Homes runnin' like now switchin' like sissies now You niggas is now Bitches switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm thicker peanut butter He nuttin' Skippy now He me to be his wife His misses like now, uh
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 I'm a sucker for ya Boom Boom
She me to the condo Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but also someone's wife So we spend is borrowed But our moment Right here, tomorrow 'Cause moments like are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as hair I'm bleaching it blonde So we got that lightning in a
tipsy, I'm sober So she gets a on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to a Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old school is so fucked Think shit's got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, hold up" That's why rap a doctor A genre slip, known to up It's time to check it for or some tonsillitis like what they swab you with when your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we need for the culture
it up a little bit You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' I used to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' And now I'm finna step on the pedal, wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a level I can elevate The men up the pen, I'll make it mothafuckin' detonate I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date With the devil and celebrate, we can renovate And re-develop weights, and I'ma get a special place... now... a ride with me, hop into my time machine I'ma take the driver's seat as I into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to your And be behind, I'm a human
I must be like pie crust because I was to rise like I was yeast And you're never gonna reach heights, they're too high to reach it I ain't even reached my fuckin' You better pick game, try hide-and-seek And you might wanna decide to 'Cause you gotta open your to peep Am I indeed the last of a breed? Even if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire If you wrapped your meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the of fuck it not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it Let me it one hundred, two shouldn't be your themes of discussion The and her husband, last thing you're gonna be is our subjects, yeah
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh) I want your love, lead me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey I'm a sucker for ya Boom 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 Nicki pack, check out Nicki act Nicki this Nicki that, all these piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How all them mirror my style The want Inna the dance, we a go skin out now I wanna, suicidal Yeah, on the real I'm bitches' idol Gotta be dumb to make me rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your prayers you 'bout to die slow Die slow, die is a disease, die slow Die slow, die Tell her jealousy is a disease, die slow