Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh) I want your love, lead me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya Boom Boom
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 sellin' now G-game over, room, hit them showers now I got the trophies and the Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, the catalogue I'm buildings, we don't 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 Nicki now? I smoke 'em hippies now They see me, say now Homes runnin' Griffey now switchin' like sissies now You niggas is now Bitches switchin' up We take 'em to now I'm thicker peanut butter He nuttin' like now He me to be his wife His misses sippy now, uh
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can 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 Boom
She me to the condo Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but she's someone's wife So time we spend is But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause like these are to die for And she's all and easy as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde 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 song or some Souls of Mischief on She goes, "All that old school is so fucked Think that got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, just up" That's why rap a doctor A slip, known to swole up time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis 'Cause like 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 ain't dealin' with a fuckin' I used to until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal, 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 make it acapella, wait, I set a date the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate And hella weights, and I'ma get a special place... now... Take a with me, hop into my time machine I'ma take the driver's as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and love, fuck a knee to your right And be behind, I'm a human
I must be like pie because I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never reach these heights, they're just too high to it I ain't even reached my highest You pick another game, try hide-and-seek And you might decide to cheat 'Cause you gotta open your to peep Am I indeed the last of a dying Even if 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 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 gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have me (oh, oh) I want your love, just me on Won't it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang 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 Can't post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this act Nicki this that, all these bitches piggypack back, ah, ah, ah back Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah
How dare all them mirror my The want Inna the dance, we a go out time now I wanna, just Yeah, on the real I'm these idol Gotta be dumb to me your 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 that jealousy is a disease, die