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
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 showers now I got the trophies and the Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, the catalogue I'm buyin' buildings, we buy the blogs The challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
I'm a sucker for you Boom Boom
Uh, yo, who want it with now? I 'em like hippies now see me, say yippie now Homes runnin' Griffey now They switchin' like now You niggas is now tune switchin' up We 'em to Jiffy now I'm than peanut butter He nuttin' Skippy now He me to be his wife His misses sippy now, uh
you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh) Whatever you want, you can have 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
She invites me to the Uh-oh, wifey's in (oh, oh) My side piece, but also someone's wife So we spend is borrowed But it's our Right here, tomorrow 'Cause like these are to die for And she's 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 a chip 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 hip-hop is so fucked that shit's got pneumonia" I her, "Bitch now, just 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 your throat hurts That's why Tribe is so vital, we need for the culture
it up a little bit You dealin' with a fuckin' featherweight I to medicate until I'd get a fuckin' bellyache And now I'm finna step on the pedal, don't ever brake I wanna accelerate to a level that I can The men up with the pen, make it mothafuckin' detonate I make 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 ride with me, hop 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 must be like pie crust I was bred to rise like I was yeast And you're gonna reach these 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 might wanna decide to 'Cause you gotta open your to peep Am I indeed the of a dying breed? Even if you're fire-breathing, you can say to inspire heat If you wrapped entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet And I'm back to rule the kingdom of it Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, 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 give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey 'Cause I'm a for ya shang-a-lang-a-lang Boom
Yo, yo, let me hit you 'em I'd get you back I know you sittin' just thinkin' 'bout who did you that I am who did you You trippin', did you Can't post on Nicki block you sellin' Nicki crack Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this 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 these idol Gotta be dumb to make me rival 'Cause I'm too powerful, yeah, you not So say your prayers 'cause you 'bout to die Die slow, die Jealousy is a disease, die Die slow, die her that jealousy is a disease, die slow