Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can from 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

Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the now
The G5'll get me out there in an now
The MAC like crack, I'm sellin' powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit showers now
I got the trophies and the
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the
I'm buildings, we don't buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge I fly to Prague, uh

'Cause I'm a for you
shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom

Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now?
I 'em like hippies now
They see me, say now
Homes runnin' like now
They like sissies now
You niggas is now
Bitches switchin' up
We 'em to Jiffy now
I'm thicker than butter
He like Skippy now
He want me to be his
His like sippy now, uh

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have 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

She me to the condo
Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh)
My side piece, but she's also wife
So we spend is borrowed
But it's our
Right here, fuck
'Cause like these are to die for
And she's all
Nice and easy as when I'm bleaching it blonde
So we got lightning in a bottle

tipsy, I'm sober
So she a chip on her shoulder
on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw Souls of Mischief on
She goes, "All old school hip-hop is so fucked
that shit's got pneumonia"
I her, "Bitch now, just hold up"
That's why rap needs a
A genre slip, to swole up
It's time to it for strep or some tonsillitis
like what they swab 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' a fuckin' featherweight
I used to medicate until I'd get a bellyache
And now I'm finna step on the pedal, wanna ever brake
I wanna to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, make it mothafuckin' detonate
I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
With the devil and celebrate, together we can
And re-develop hella weights, and I'ma get a place... now...
Take a ride me, hop into my time machine
I'ma the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
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 because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you're never gonna these
heights, they're too high to reach it
I ain't even reached my highest
You better pick another game, try
And you might wanna to cheat
'Cause you gotta your eyes to peep
Am I indeed the of a dying breed?
if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat
If you your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I'm back to rule the kingdom of 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 themes of
The and her husband,
last thing you're gonna be is our subjects, yeah

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can from me (oh, oh)
I your love, just 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
Told 'em I'd get you
I know you sittin' there just '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 Nicki pack, check out this act
this Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

How all them mirror my style
The mandem
Inna the dance, we a go out time now
I wanna, just
Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches'
Gotta be dumb to make me your
'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not
So say prayers 'cause you 'bout to die slow
Die slow, die
is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die
her that jealousy is a disease, die slow