Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh) you want, you can have from me (oh, oh) I want love, just lead me on give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang 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, locker room, hit them now I got the trophies and the did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue I'm buyin' buildings, we don't buy the The challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
'Cause I'm a for you Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now? I smoke 'em hippies now They see me, say now Homes runnin' Griffey now They switchin' sissies now You niggas is now tune switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm thicker than butter He nuttin' Skippy now He me to be his wife His like sippy now, uh
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
She invites me to the Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but she's also someone's So time we is borrowed But it's our here, fuck tomorrow 'Cause like these are to die for And clear all Nice and easy as when I'm bleaching it blonde So we got lightning 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 throw some Souls of on She goes, "All that old hip-hop is so fucked Think shit's got pneumonia" I told her, "Bitch now, hold up" why rap needs a doctor A genre slip, known to up It's time to check it for strep or tonsillitis 'Cause like what they swab you when your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we Q-Tip for the culture
it up a little bit You ain't dealin' a fuckin' featherweight I to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna on the pedal, don't wanna ever brake I wanna accelerate to a level that I can The men up with the pen, make it mothafuckin' detonate I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate And re-develop hella weights, and get a special place... now... Take a ride me, hop into my time machine take the driver's seat as I thrust into hyperspeed Like I'm a meteorite and mothafuck love, fuck a knee to right And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia
I be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're never gonna reach heights, they're just too to reach it I ain't even reached my fuckin' You better pick game, try hide-and-seek And you wanna decide to cheat 'Cause you gotta open your to peep Am I indeed the last of a dying if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped your entire pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the of fuck 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 you're 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 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 'em I'd get you back I know you sittin' there just 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on 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 them my style The mandem Inna the dance, we a go out time now I wanna, just Yeah, on the I'm these bitches' idol be dumb to make me your rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your prayers you 'bout to die slow Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die