Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just 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 get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin' crack, I'm sellin' powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them now
I got the and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the
I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the
The Nicki challenge I fly to Prague, uh

'Cause I'm a for you
Boom
Boom

Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki
I 'em like hippies now
see me, say yippie now
Homes like Griffey now
switchin' like sissies now
You is iffy now
Bitches tune up
We 'em to Jiffy now
I'm thicker peanut butter
He like 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 invites me to the
Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece, but she's also wife
So time we spend is
But it's our
Right here, fuck
moments like these are to die for
And she's all
Nice and easy as hair I'm bleaching it blonde
So we got that in a bottle

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

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 on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a level I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll make it 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 with me, hop into my time machine
I'ma take the seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, a knee to your right
And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to like I was yeast
And you're never gonna reach
heights, they're too high to reach it
I ain't reached my fuckin' highest
You better pick another game, try
And you might decide to cheat
you gotta open your eyes to peep
Am I the last of a dying breed?
if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a 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 themes 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 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
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
Can't post on Nicki unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, out this Nicki act
Nicki this Nicki that, all these bitches
back, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

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