Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty

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

'Cause I'm a for you
shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom

Uh, yo, who it with Nicki now?
I smoke 'em hippies now
see me, say yippie now
Homes like Griffey now
They switchin' sissies now
You is iffy now
Bitches tune up
We take 'em to now
I'm thicker than butter
He nuttin' like now
He me to be his wife
His misses like now, uh

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

She invites me to the
Uh-oh, in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece, but also someone's wife
So time we spend is
But it's our
Right here, tomorrow
'Cause moments like are to die for
And clear all
Nice and as hair when I'm bleaching it blonde
So we got that in a bottle

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

Speed it up a 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 wanna brake
I wanna accelerate to a that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I'll 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 me, hop into my time machine
I'ma take the driver's seat as I thrust hyperspeed
Like I'm a meteorite and love, fuck a knee to your right
And be behind, I'm a encyclopedia

I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was
And you're gonna reach these
heights, just too high to reach it
I ain't even reached my fuckin'
You better pick game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna to cheat
'Cause you gotta open your to peep
Am I indeed the of a dying breed?
if you're fire-breathing, shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I'm back to the kingdom of fuck it
not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it
Let me it one hundred,
two things shouldn't be your themes of
The and her husband,
last thing you're gonna be is our subjects, yeah

Whatever you say, Mrs. (oh, oh)
you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want love, just lead 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 thinkin' 'bout who did you
I am who did you
You trippin', did you
post on Nicki block unless you sellin' Nicki crack
Here, a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Nicki this Nicki that, all these bitches
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah

How dare all them mirror my
The mandem
Inna the dance, we a go out time now
I wanna, just
Yeah, on the real I'm these bitches'
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
is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die
Tell her that is a disease, die slow