Whatever you say, Mrs. (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 shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, uh, yo, I got the and the power 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 and the catalogue 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' like now They switchin' like now You niggas is now Bitches switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm than peanut butter He like Skippy now He me to be his wife His misses like 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 shang-a-lang-a-lang
She me to the condo Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh) My side piece, but she's also wife So time we is borrowed But our moment Right here, tomorrow 'Cause moments these are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got that lightning in a
She's tipsy, I'm So she gets a on her shoulder on the sofa, I go to load a Slick Rick song or throw some of Mischief on She goes, "All that old school hip-hop is so that shit's got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, just up" That's why rap a doctor A genre slip, known to up time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis 'Cause what they swab 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 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, make it mothafuckin' detonate I wanna it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date With the and celebrate, together we can renovate And re-develop hella weights, and get a special place... now... Take a with me, hop into my time machine take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to your right 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 reach these heights, they're just too to reach it I even reached my fuckin' highest You better another game, try hide-and-seek And you might decide to cheat 'Cause you gotta open your eyes to Am I indeed the last of a breed? if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire 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 topic, anybody 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 you're wanna be is our subjects, yeah
Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) you want, you can have from me (oh, oh) I want your love, just me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey I'm a sucker for ya Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Yo, yo, let me hit you Told 'em I'd get you I know you there just thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki Here, take a Nicki pack, out this Nicki act Nicki this that, all these bitches piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them my style The mandem Inna the dance, we a go skin out now I wanna, just Yeah, on the real I'm bitches' idol 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 that is a disease, die slow