Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) you want, you can have 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 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 buildings, we don't buy the blogs The Nicki challenge I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a for you Boom Boom
Uh, yo, who want it Nicki now? I smoke 'em hippies now They see me, say now Homes runnin' Griffey now They like sissies now You is iffy now tune switchin' up We take 'em to now I'm than peanut butter He like Skippy now He me to be his wife His like sippy now, uh
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 'Cause I'm a for ya Boom Boom
She me to the condo Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but she's someone's wife So we spend is borrowed But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause moments these are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it So we got that in a bottle
She's tipsy, I'm So she gets a on her shoulder Sits on the sofa, I go to a Slick Rick or throw some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked Think that 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 strep or some 'Cause like what they swab you with when your throat That's why Tribe is so vital, we need for the culture
Speed it up a bit You ain't dealin' with a fuckin' I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm step on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a that I can elevate The men up with the pen, I'll make it detonate I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a With the devil and celebrate, we can renovate And re-develop weights, and I'ma get a special place... now... Take a ride with me, hop my time machine take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and love, fuck a knee 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 reach these heights, they're too high to reach it I ain't even reached my fuckin' You pick another 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 entire pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the kingdom of it Better not use me as your topic, who brings me up, duck 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 your love, just lead me on give 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 know you sittin' there thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack Here, take a Nicki pack, check out Nicki act this Nicki that, all these bitches piggypack Nicki back, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all mirror my style The want the dance, we a go skin out time now I wanna, just 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 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